Childhood In My Childhood

Childhood In My Childhood

The time of pure innocence in other words, childhood. When I visualize my childhood, I can hear faint laughter in the distance and I feel serenity wash over me. Moments of memories flash through my eyes like a movie, I can still feel the swelling happiness that grew within my chest. The smell of "outside" that I wore as a perfume. Imagination taking me away to the vast open oceans on a huge pirate ship as I sword fought my opponent inevitably making him walk the plank, or slipping through an obstacle of lasers that I need to get past in order to complete my top secret mission. Living in my house that is outlined in chalk on the driveway and pretending to be an adult, or at least what I thought being an adult is. My biggest protector against evil monsters that lurked in the darkness is my brave and noble teddy bear, he is so intimidating that every monster cowered in his presence. I remember when I fell asleep in the car after a very eventful night only to magically wake up in my bed snuggled in my blanket. I remember being so excited for what tomorrow may bring that I couldn't sleep. The scent of peppermint and pine tree drifted all over the house. Bright lights covered houses and trees, the feeling of jolly strong enough to grace everyone with the feeling. The whole house would help decorate the tree and whatever other decorations my mom would want to be put up, as she took occasional photos. The weather is my all–time favorite, cold enough that it sent nice chills

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