I remember going to family reunions, and running into the dark church area looking for ghosts. Getting lost in the woods, and looking for abandoned houses. I believe there was a cemetery involved in the family reunions. Always with the cemeteries, every vacation/family reunion involved a cemetery. Printer paper covered in the horrendous alien drawings I used to obsess over. There was much fun to be had in chasing chickens, while making chicken noises. My little sister singing ring of fire on the public transit, riding through New Orleans. Running to the edge of the grand canyon, trying to get a better view. My childhood was magical, really it was.
Posted on: Thu, 14 Nov 2013 03:40:26 +0000
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