My older sister is drawing on a magazine table (I am 6 years old, she is 11-12).

I watch for a long time as she paints, there is a landscape of a man, here she is already painting begins. I ask – so your parents will put puzzles into you, how will you turn out?

“But so,” she says and writes my name on the table where the artist’s signature should be. And she writes with her left hand (she is the right hand) to mimic my six-year-old handwriting.

Mom didn't believe my story and the puzzles on the broken table were inserted into me.