Hello! My name is Evan, and I’m here to write about history and childhood.
When I was a child, I lived in a tumultuous household. There was the constant threat of violence, and my parents fought on a regular basis. Frequently, my things would be destroyed in the process. My only possession that would always be there, though, was my dog, Maggie.
We were, all of us, at some point children. The collective sum of all humans squalling babes. But this is not some new trend in history. Yes, even 5,000 years ago, humans were born into the world.