Monday, October 19, 2009

My Favorite Memory

Sometimes when I am alone or at peace, like when I am falling asleep, I think back on my life. I pull out my memories from the darkest,dustiest corners of my brain, and I look them over. Its almost like putting on a slide show about me, and having my own private production in my mind. Sometimes I share some memories, but most of the time I just think about them.

I hold them up to the light and look them over. Some times I try to throw away a memory, but there is no trash can that I can put them in. They will always be there to haunt me. With these memories I usually criticize myself on what I could have done better. Or, if it was a memory where someone said something mean to me, I usually think of a good retort. But it is always too late.

Some of my memories I wish I could go back and just live it over and over. Just days of pure bliss when I want things never to change. Like when I ride horses on a warm summer day, Or when I read a book by candlelight with a cup of lemon tea. Especially the times when someone pays me a compliment that was right from the heart.That's when I feel like I could fly.

But out of all these good memories, I like one of them the most. It was a warm, sunny summer day. I was three at the time. Caleb (my 5-year-old brother) and I decided to go on a walk in the woods behind our house. We were going along, following the raspberry bushes, listening to the birds, when we saw an old hunting chair. I recognized it for what it was at once. I was immediately scared. I asked Caleb if the hunters would shoot us, thinking we were deer. Caleb said,

" There is no one up there and we are too small to be deer" I adored Caleb, (as a younger sister usually does) so I automatically believed him. After about 30 minutes of wandering around and eating raspberries in the sun-strewn woods, my dad found us. He was a little perplexed.

" Didn't you here me calling?"he asked. We said we hadn't and then, hand in hand ,we went home. That is my favorite memory because it shows how when we are young we are so innocent. We were not the least bit worried about getting lost or in trouble. We just decided to go for a walk and we went. I also got to spend time with my brother. Sure, we got in trouble afterward, but it was a great few minutes of just having fun and eating rasberries.

1 comment:

  1. wow! your story was detailed and i loved the seriousness you put into your story but i suggest cutting it short with all the feeling so you can add the story

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