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A piece of past...
#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.
My companions still remember the day when we first found a pond in our uncle's village. We were so excited that we just wanted to dive into it. But we couldn't. We ran home, informed our family, took a set of clothes to change and with our favorite uncle for safety, came back again to the pond and just jumped into it as if we were falling into a void filled with peace and joy. When we fell into it we saw just happiness approaching us. We played for a straight 3 hours and though weren't satisfied. The cool pond on that summer day between a boring week of may is still an unexplainable experience. The hot summer memories are heartwarming to think and damn cool to talk about..!
© Shahi Thaniya 615 :)
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.
My companions still remember the day when we first found a pond in our uncle's village. We were so excited that we just wanted to dive into it. But we couldn't. We ran home, informed our family, took a set of clothes to change and with our favorite uncle for safety, came back again to the pond and just jumped into it as if we were falling into a void filled with peace and joy. When we fell into it we saw just happiness approaching us. We played for a straight 3 hours and though weren't satisfied. The cool pond on that summer day between a boring week of may is still an unexplainable experience. The hot summer memories are heartwarming to think and damn cool to talk about..!
© Shahi Thaniya 615 :)
