Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling…the past, creeping back up to the surface with bits and pieces of memories she thought where long lost.
The smells, the colors, the feelings all so vivid! It was all fun and games back then. However, even then she always knew she was different…Fitted in but never belonged…story of her life really!!
Never scared of being alone, never scared to be around others, always the adventurous one but still relishing time spent alone on a tree branch.
Some things just never change. But it is just much harder now. Good climbing trees are hard to find in a city. That’s what she misses the most.
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