September 12: Summer When I Was a Child
The most memorable summer vacation memory was going to the creek nearby home.
It was a beautiful creek in the mountains, and I was wearing a dress and shoes, and I was grumpy before the creek. ( IDK why)
No one comforted me, so I was alone with myself. I remember the weather that day and the sound of the water next to the mountain scenery. I could feel it all. Later, I let myself go and had fun in the creek, splashing in the water.
It's not much, but it's a strangely memorable memory.
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