Close your eyes. Rub a crayon in your fingers. Feel the texture, the paper, the wax. Smell the crayon. Does it take you back to your childhood? Like Randy's crayon in his pocket, what can "take you back" and remind you of a pleasant childhood memory? What is that memory? My pleasent childhood memory was when this older friend named dylen would call me his baby girl. He rasied me and when my boyfriend calls me his baby girl it reminds me of dylen. |
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