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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’m from the little white house on the street and green leaved trees with branches to conquer, block parties and the young ones’ adventures. I’m from capturing lizards and frogs to approaching my sister’s bags of frozen wasps located in the freezer. Playing Duck, Duck, Goose, Hide and Seek, and hooked on my Tamagotchi. I’m from few losses, but many gained. Grandpa’s Hershey kisses which terminated after one tragic Christmas; to family drama and broken Thanksgiving celebrations, and my puppy’s death from the black road where a vehicle had struck him. I’m from Barney and Tinky Winky, Rocketpower, and “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?” I’m from swings, slides, and the sandbox. Challenging how high I can swing and escaping the wasps hidden beneath the excitement. I’m from weak fences, exceeding the limits, snakes all around who were no match for my dog Buster Brown. I’m from “Bye, Bye, Bye” NSYNC, Backstreet Boys, and Jesse McCartney performed by my entertaining sister and plays like Little Red Riding Hood directed by my grandmother. I’m from making movies on those rainy days; laughs, smiles, and silly plays. I’m from bunk beds, and the dark night where I had encountered my nightmares as I fall into a deep sleep; the most horrid visions that scarred my child imagination and nose bleeds that elicited the awakening of me in the silent house.
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