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When I think back on the tattered pages of my life, I find so much sadness and sorrow. But there was a time way back when life was truly perfect, before Susan was killed by a truck walking home from school one winter day. She was six and I was four and we were sisters who were loved very deeply. Our parents were hardworking and wonderful to us. But that day changed everything, nothing was ever the same. I can remember quite far back, it seems amazing that I can recall being fed in a high chair, the train was coming and I had to open my mouth. I can still hear mother laughing when I got food all over my face. She liked to dress the two of us like twins. I was big for my age and Susan was small for hers. We were adorable, everyone said so. Many days we went for walks around the neighbourhood and sometimes we played in this beautiful wooded park that had a pond with ducks and swans. I remember we would put our feet in the cold water and shriek our joy. Sometimes we went to the beach dressed in our blue satin swimsuits and everyone said we were sweet with our shiny hair and of course, we adored the attention. I recall going to a fair with games and rides. We had ice-cream and candy floss and went on amusement rides. We especially loved the ponies. Once I was photographed by the local newspaper with the caption, "tot enjoys the fair," I still have that photo of me with a big candy floss in my face. We had dolls and teddy bears and grandma gave us a real tea pot and cups to to use for our tea parties in the back yard, she even made us peanut butter cookies, oh, it was lovely. Dad made us a little table with two chairs and a cupboard for our dishes. We would dress up in grandma's old hats and stuff and even invited the cat, it is a beautiful memory. Then Susan died and I had two of everything like clothes, teddy bears, dolls and toys. Life was never the same. _____________________________ March 31, 2015 Poetry/Prose/The Beautiful Days Copyright Protected, ID 03-658-687-31 All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France For the Standard contest, Golden Days, sponsor, Rob Carmack, Judged 04/2015 10th Place
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