I have a lot of memories from childhood. I remember my neighborhood, my dogs, the smell of the yard on a hot summer day, looking for spiders in the cracks in the ground, jumping off of scaffolding and using a pillow case as a parachute, burying things and making a treasure map for my brother to find them, searching the yard for duck eggs (they kept hiding nests and little ducklings popped up everywhere.) To this day I hate easter egg hunts. We also had an old well that I use to stand on and roll around the yard. I fell out of a tree and broke my hymen (ouch). I got hit in the head with a shovel. I was dragged down the stairs and stood in the yard in my footie pajamas while the fireman put out the fire.
I have many other memories but I don't want to bore you. But thanks for the trip down memory lane. :)
Childhood memories
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I have a lot of memories from childhood. I remember my neighborhood, my dogs, the smell of the yard on a hot summer day, looking for spiders in the cracks in the ground, jumping off of scaffolding and using a pillow case as a parachute, burying things and making a treasure map for my brother to find them, searching the yard for duck eggs (they kept hiding nests and little ducklings popped up everywhere.) To this day I hate easter egg hunts. We also had an old well that I use to stand on and roll around the yard. I fell out of a tree and broke my hymen (ouch). I got hit in the head with a shovel. I was dragged down the stairs and stood in the yard in my footie pajamas while the fireman put out the fire.
I have many other memories but I don't want to bore you. But thanks for the trip down memory lane. :)