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remember when mom would cut my pb&j into 4 triangles. it tasted so much better that way
remember when id spend hours making concoctions with mud and plants and everything i could find. my kitchen was the cinder blocks piled taller than myself; i remember where id hide my knife.
remember when i was mocked, brian and matt would call me huffy girl. i always liked my bike though
remember when i had to stand on the curb at st. bridget for wandering into the grove. it was the only shady part on the playground.
remember when id spend hours making concoctions with mud and plants and everything i could find. my kitchen was the cinder blocks piled taller than myself; i remember where id hide my knife.
remember when i was mocked, brian and matt would call me huffy girl. i always liked my bike though
remember when i had to stand on the curb at st. bridget for wandering into the grove. it was the only shady part on the playground.