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Young Memories #1

Welcome to the first part of my young memories.
I will basically just write a new one every time I remember something or get told something I feel significant to my life and the person I am today.
The first one's a bit light hearted but it proves to show how I can sometimes fail to see the obvious and completely misjudge a situation, while still thinking I've made no error in logic.

I was painting for my mum at her new house and we were talking about presents. My mum reminded me of the time when I was about six or seven years old. It was just before Christmas, mum always gave us money to buy presents for people.
I asked her what she wanted for Christmas, she replied "Something I haven't got". I was left trying to think of something that she didn't have which she would deeply appreciate.
A little while after my mum was busy trying to put up decorations when she realised that she had ran out of blue tac. " I need some more blue tac " my mum said, me clearly thinking with logic outside of the situation thought it would be the perfect gift to make her christmas complete.

When it came to Christmas shopping I obviously knew which isle i needed to head to. So I went strait for the arts and crafts section, without second thought picked up the blue tac, making sure to keep it well hidden, wouldn't want to ruin the surprise now would I ?.

Christmas morning had arrived, the feeling of joy and excitement was building in the household.
Me, my sister and my brother were up and ready to go well before the sun was even thinking about rising, as every kid should be at Christmas. My mum got out of bed with a little encouragement from her children, came downstairs and we were all Over joyed with the variety of amazingly shaped gifts under the tree.
Wrapping paper went flying all over the place like a tornado, all of us overjoyed with the presents we had revived.
When it came to my mums gift from me, she was about to have her Christmas completed.
A small wrapped parcel I wonder what it could be?

This got a bit long winded but it told the story of the time where instead of my mum thinking it was "cute", perhaps should have looked a bit deeper and thought how I didn't think that maybe it wasn't the best gift to get for a Christmas present.

Ps. I may regret this but please feel free to help me with my spelling, punctuation and grammar they have never been a easy thing for me so I would really be thankful for all the advice i can get.

Thanks for reading.

XSTABLISHX

Stablish

@Stablish

Twenty five year old male from Sudbury, Suffolk, England. I write poetry, quotes, songs and the rare story. Thanks to all who follow, like or re-post xxx

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Comments & Feedback (18)

Ur mums right that is really cute!!!

@purple_snowdrop Ha ha, I just thought it was typical of something I would do. Get carried away sometimes (-:, I just feel sorry for any future wife with gifts like that. (-;

@Stablish well it shows that you listen to the ones you love

@Mizou Yeah i suppose do

#so (-:, I thought it was pretty funny, loads more funny moments left to shar tho. Have a lovely day (-:

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Fella, I love this and completely get where you were coming from. It's a lovely story but more importantly shows how deeply you think , has brighten my morning on a dull rainy day ! :)

@DaddyDooDahs Thanks mate (-: . I'm glad you understood where I was coming from. It's really helping me being able to write stuff down and get a chance to process my life again with a fresh perspective. Hope the weather cheers up soon but the forecast isn't looking great for the next week.)-: look forward to some poems mate. (-:

Nice one stablish.. Gave me my own flashbacks.. Writing them down is a great idea. Unfortunately for the most part, its too easy for our brain to the negative. When if we take the time, there will be many memories that make us laugh and smile. ; )

@superted20373 Yeah that's what I'm trying to do.(-: . Just start from your earliest memory and go from there. Once your brain starts working you will remember loads. Never to late to start your diary from the start. (-;

Nice story! I remember opening a can of kidney beans, adding a dash of lemon and salt and giving it to mum for Mother's Day (that's how my passion for cooking started). Remember to write 'I' in capitals and 'straight'.@Stablish

@RAVST3RZ Nice one, I was going to ask directly about the "I" thing, just felt a but silly. It's always the strange thing's that inspire us, or me anyway. I cook every day, love it always have there's not many better feelings than making a well tasty meal. Thanks for setting me straight. (-;

@Stablish how do you repost something x

@Penno It's the little button which looks like a repeat sign. You have to be on the full size post. Hope that makes sense.

Yep just got it lol :/

Daft presents that contain great amounts of thought are far more welcome that big ones that don't. So I wouldn't worry about the future wife! She will be touched.

@Stablish I didn't notice any spelling issues just thought it ended a bit abruptly! Would have liked a bit more detail on it maybe :) !

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