I remember carting around a lush, green lawn in my Barbie mobile
I remember swiftly pedaling on my pink, sparkly bike, savoring the wind screaming by me
I remember hiding under the golden oak bunk bed when my "father" came back
I remember mixing potions like a green, big-nosed witch with shampoo and soap that bubbled up into my face
I remember my great-grandpa Criswell giving me that wrinkled one dollar bill, although he never could afford it
I remember the last thanksgiving day with him before his life faded into the blue, blue sky
I remember sitting next to the future love of my life in fifth grade and never knowing it
I remember writing my first tale of a mermaid in love
I remember seeing my playground as a pirate ship and sailing into the sea
I remember the dark room glowing with pink jellyfish floating by my head watching me
I remember trailing my mother, wanting her to speak to me, I inquired about every beautiful flower of hers we passed
I remember my first innocent kiss in a church on a wedding day; we hid behind a pew and brushed lips
I remember dowsing snails in salt to watch them fizz up like freshly shaken soda and die
I remember how clear droplets of fear dribbled down my face in a hallway after being informed by a stranger of my sisters attempt
I remember the first hug with my love, my heart pounding against my chest, ready to jump out and into his big, soft hands
I remember the tomato red blush of embarrassment as I held onto my love longer than I should
I remember being the courageous one and grabbing the hand of my lover, and never wanting to let go as we strolled to the locker room sweaty and in love
I remember the fairy-tale kiss in the rain he gave me
I remember wading through the pool water with him under the shining stars for hours
I remember quaking in terror as he first drove me home
I remember burning my arm making a dinner of enchiladas for him when I was reverberating nervousness
I remember writing poetry to alleviate the pain
I remember meeting my best friend in the most unexpected place
I remember finding out that the same best friend smoked..
I remember wishing
I remember praying
I remember loving
I remember hating
I remember begging for these memories to disappear
I remember.
I remember.
This is amazing, I really like your style of writing. You wrote it like a poem, and that made the story even better. The thing you can improve on is explain more because some parts left me confused.
ReplyDeleteAbby- Which parts are you confused by? It's helpful to give the writer specific feedback.
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