- Having a full house.
- How special McDonalds seemed, and on road trips my dad would go "WHO WANTS TO EAT MCDONALDS?" all excitedly, and five kids in a car would shout "MEEEEEEEE!".
- The way that everything was new and fascinating, the way I didn't understand the bad things.
- How I enjoyed school. My packed lunches.
- Coming home from school, being locked out but just happily sitting in my garden playing with my cat till someone came home with keys.
- When I got to play with my big sisters, who to me, were the coolest people in the world.
- Watching The Little Mermaid and Thumbelina countless times. Until I realised that Thumbelina was actually a incredibly depressing film (everyone dies) - I refused to ever watch it ever again, and still havent until this day.
- Having recurring dreams, for years.
- Running away from home for a day. I don't think anyone even noticed, but I packed all the things I thought I needed.
- Playing neighbourhood pranks with my friends, running around till it got dark.
- The feeling of thinking that being 6 years old is grown up.
- When my dad had still a beard, and he'd always smell of smoke and wear lumberjack shirts, and I'd beg him to take me on his motorcycle.
- The themed birthday parties my mother would organise for me.
- Buying scented gel pens, and writing in my little diary with them.
- Christmas, and how it seemed like the most exciting thing in the world.
- Reading my big sisters magazines, intended for teenagers.
- Staying out in the rain.
- Going to my grandparents, and how it somehow just always felt like home.
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