Childhood memory
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I have many exciting and eventful memories from my childhood. But one of the most vivid and close to my heart is the times I spend with my grandparents and cousins during the summer when I was a young. These memories will forever stay close to my heart as my grandparents have both since died. A granny is someone who is always there for you, even when it feels like the whole world is against you or when you are in trouble. They never shout and scream always listen and they will always love you like there own children, this...
granddad would undertake the challenge of building them from our simplistic plans.
granddad would undertake the challenge of building them from our simplistic plans.
I will treasure these memories till the day I die. Nothing in my life will ever come close to the happiness I felt. As you get older life just deteriates into a spiral set out by today's society this only consists of stupid pettty laws and the idea you can never be good enough to meet the expectations of other people. Childhood is the only time in your life when you are not degraded and demoralised by people who think they are above you.
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