Sunday, 2 June 2013

Day 31, Friday: A vivid memory

my vivid memory is of the day when I was about 8 and I was with my sisters and family and we were at southend. I had climbed to the top of the cliff at Westcliffe where the gardens were.My sister told me to let go of this bush i was hanging onto and so I rolled, knocking into her so she rolled and we rolled and rolled and almost rolled into the road..we tore our clothes and were shook up and got told off badly.

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