Whenever I look back on my childhood it isn't with fond memories. We were a family full of disruption always up and down because of my parents volotile relationship, my mother taking us away only for my father to find out where we were and dragging us all back home again. I can remember a friend of mine telling me how she envied my childhood because it seemed so exciting. I remember telling her in return how I had envied hers because she had things like boiled ham salad for tea.
I do recall however how we could run free and play out all day in the summer without fear of getting lost or abused.
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One of the worst things I have read...
Granddaughter not showing any acknowledgment nor volunteering help
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