As you may know, I am writing with Sunday's topic, the reason why is that Monday's topic is alittle depressing and well today is a happy day since it is my mother's birthday.
Well who I was.....
The most memorable experiance I have ever had was at the circus. The tent was red and blue stripes and the smell of popcorn filled the air. I was exspecially excited, since I only got to go to the circus once a year. My uncle Warren was the one who took me and that year when I was eight, my older brother Ethen, tagged along which was something he rarely did since he was nine years older than me. I can still recall the browning straw beneath my feet and the cruching sound it make as stomped on by. I knew from previous occasions not to wear sandles since the straw would inch and scratch my feet. The lines weren't long and the tickets were cheap enough that uncle Warren bought Ethen and I carmel popcorn and sodas. Sitting in the metal stands, and watching the yellow glow I felt like a rich kid on Christmas Eve, I just couldn't wait until it started.
To be continued...
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