Imagination
Last week, we had the writing homework. I wrote about a boy who would be a big brother. A boy Teru came to his grandma's house and spent the fun time,but he missed his mother. I came up with this story from my experience when I was three years old. When I was three, my little sister. and my grandparents and aunt and her husband took care of me.However, I think I didn't recognize I would be a big sister. I felt my mom dissapeared and lived with unknown people. While mom was away, my aunt took care of me. I didn't remember clearly, she made bobble blower for me with hanger. It was so fun. At that time, 8 pm was the late time. I woke up , went downsairs and wached TV with grandma. This is the seacret memory. It was bad thing for me at that time. Do you memorize when you were little? Please tell me .