The Fomo-er

One night, I was popping a probiotic into my mouth when X rushed forward to ask for a piece and then asked what it was. He was a true-blue FOMO (fear of missing out) kid. This was probably the same spirit which drove him to be competitive and read so many books to become more …

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Persistent about the watch

When I said X was a mini-me, I never truly realised how close it came. One day, X said he wanted to wear a watch to school and asked if we could buy him one. I said I thought there were watches at home. The next morning, he asked for his watch. "We forgot to …

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