New Zealand POV
it was so cool and beautiful it looked exactly like me I wanted to learn how to knit too
" Mommy can you teach me how to knit" I said
" I would love to honey" mommy said as she carries me into her lap she grabs the needle and a string she started making a cute little kiwi plushie it was a cute bird wait a minute this reminding me of something I quickly get out of her laps and jump off the bed and run to my room
I look around for my pet kiwis I look up and down everywhere that they run away where do they go I started calling for their names it couldn't find them anywhere oh Lord this was terrible
this was a disaster I looked upset and just went back to Mom I climb back on the bed and sit in her lap I was upset
"what's wrong" mom said
" nothing" I said she looked a little upset with my answer but then she continued teaching me how to knit after a few minutes I learned a little bit how to knit a plushie then I heard loud stomping sounds coming out of the bathroom it was Dad I just look away and continue knitting mom shows me how to knit a country human I don't tell her but I knit my sister string by string.
" that's a beautiful random country what is her name" mom said
"um well uhhh Maori" I said quietly
" that's a nice name" mom said
she smiles " I think you got the hand of knitting maybe I'll buy you a set or actually take mine for now and then I'll buy you one once it's done" she said I look at the set and stars immediately come in my eyes I was so excited that I started jumping up and down on the bed " bloody hell you're going to break the bed" dad said I stopped jumping mom crossed her arms and looked at dad and puts her finger on her lips " it's okay honey just continue jumping your dad acts crazy sometimes" she said
I continue jumping on the bed with happiness I still wondered why was that upset that I was jumping on the bed I was just trying to have fun I stopped jumping cuz I was tired I land on my back " well aren't you a cutie for waking up at 7:57" mom gently tickles me she was the best mom ever well not as best as my other mom well I mean my real mom I wondered if I was going to ever do the stuff if I was with my real mom
I miss her a bunch I miss my sister as well she reminded me so much of mom ugh but why did I think negative why don't I think about what's happening right now the joy that's in my soul but why am I trying to ruin it as mom sees the face I was making she starts tickling me again as she tickled me I think I had a little accident......
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I Never lost my Memory....(Countryhuman)
AdventureAny Flash in my eyes I've saw it and when you try taking my memory away it's saved me now I just sitting here pretending like I lost my memory when I saw you kill my family right in front of my eyes ......... New Zealand mumbled this is a story abou...