Memoirs

I remember being in mum's tummy, it was warm and dark. I remembered being born then, but not anymore.

I remember sitting in the backyard of the old house. Mama was cutting scratch-ly blackberries with red clippers.

I remember being in my aunt's RV in florida. There was a big bed in the back, a cheap formica counter with red barstools. Lauren fed us soda, and mum got really angry.

I remember walking next to a lake, and Anna was screaming to ride on the swan peddleboats. The sun was glaring bright . . My grandparents were horrified.