In my heart
is a memory, and there you’ll always be.
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- ... I danced all the time and my parents recorded me to have it as a reminder Now everytime that I see those videos it causes me much nostalgia.
- I remember thirteen years ago, when I was seven, the day of my birthday came to my house most of my friends from school and neighborhood friends
- Well, I have many memories from my childhood, but I remember an anecdote very funny in my garden. ...
- I remember when I was five years, I met my best friend on 2001 in kindergarden, she call Michellewe played every day's and we studied in high school together. we liked ...
- good an anecdote of the infancy, I remember that it was going out after the four of the morning played basketball with all my friends of the block where I was living sometimes there was no ball then we were traveling to ourselves for the track towards another district that this fence just we were coming when dawn was starting and were turning po the line where the train was happening playing counting terror histories as it was a field were running, gliding to make to scare someone and so we were returning to our houses playing it was entertaining
Nos•tal•gic /nɑˈstældʒɪk, nə-/ adj. having a feeling of nostalgia: nostalgic for the past.
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(Very naughty) (adj)= a disobedient and kind of wicked (evil) child. Mis•chief /ˈmɪstʃɪf/ n. Conduct or activity that causes slight annoyance:
Mis•chie•vous /ˈmɪstʃəvəs/ adj. maliciously or playfully annoying:
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love those random memories that make me smile ...
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My father was and still being a cheater. One day my brother and I had been fighting on the table before dinner, my father told us that it happened because we had eaten us lot of sugar, so for that reason would have to eat double servings of vegetables or he wouldn't give us dessert. So, we protested loudly, as children usually do, but really not what he saw in truth that our father gave us, then our dishes were (apparently) filled with peas and carrots, but it was not until then that we had had our first bite that told us that my father had given us the dishes full of sweets that seemed only vegetables. This is a good memory of my childhood.
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