As an only child, I never really found myself getting into any kind of precarious situation. Most of my young life consisted of playing with Hot Wheels (Barbie was weird), biking around the neighborhood and climbing trees. Well, there was that one time I found that old wooden storage closet--I think it's called a wardrobe--and stumbled into a foreign land where I had to fight a battle of good versus evil. Or maybe I read that. Yes, this is... More >>>