When I was nine years old, I wanted to be a ballerina, remember? Even though I was not a very good dancer. And the day of the recital, I froze. I couldn’t move. 

Author: Zeenah

Zina writes about comics, nerd history, and ridiculous romance novels when not working frantically on her first collection of short stories and complaining about stuff. One day, she'll settle down and write that novel.