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Rigors of Childhood
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge. But I can also never forget the dark days too. When my father would drink all night and come crashing in at four o'clock in the morning. My father had recently lost his job. I was just nine years old at the time but I can remember...
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge. But I can also never forget the dark days too. When my father would drink all night and come crashing in at four o'clock in the morning. My father had recently lost his job. I was just nine years old at the time but I can remember...
