Growing up, my mom and dad often brought me to a busy mall that was a wonderland for kid me. It wasn't just a place to shop; it was a joyful adventure.
I had an amazing experience at the mall, it truly had everything a little kid could ask for!
A myriad of stores selling the latest fashion, a food court that could satisfy my hungry stomach after being in there for hours, multiple levels bustling with activity, regular events that added a sense of community and joy here and there.
The highlight for any kid, indoor rides that transformed shopping trips into fun trips to another world.
It was the kind of place that seemed to hold the entire world within its walls, always filled with people and energy. My mom would go check out the clothing stores as she loved how beautiful they were and even got a few dresses when she had the money for it.
My dad would always go on the rides with me, he loved the big and loopy ones that scared the shit out of me just by looking at it.
Since I was a little kid and got sick pretty easily, I would always cry the second I sat in those big cold plastic seats. I was both fascinated and scared of that mall, it made me feel small, but in safe in a way if that makes sense.
Since my parents would take me to that place on the weekends it was always packed with people. Teenagers, tourists, families like mine, stuff like that you know?
Looking back on the past often brings a wave of nostalgia for me, especially when it involves practically timeless moments spent with my family as a little kid, I can somehow remember every detail of it. The thought of not being able to visit those safe places again is heart breaking for me. Yet, there's always a glimmer of hope in my head that someday, maybe someday, I see those places again.
Maybe, just maybe, I'll have the chance to relive those extraordinary experiences and create at least one new memory.
After all, the future holds endless possibilities, and time has a way of unfolding opportunities especially at the worst times.
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My childhood tales
Randomsome storys from my childhood growing up and stuff like that ig this book is going to be kinda of a diary for me and it might have a lot of vents in it at some point in the future might even add some poems in it when feeling not great haha this book...
