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After a long cold winter, we all look forward to spring time. Spring is refreshing and cheerful. Best of all are all the blossoming colors. This story is based on my childhood memories of Spring.
Along with the changing weather, and beautiful, vibrant, changing colors, the wonderful foods and smells the season brings, as well as the traditions and holidays that go along with it, fall has always been my favorite season.
Children seem to grow up knowing how to play the hot lava game, as if passed down through generations on every playground around the world. I grew up playing the hot lava game, and after I grew up, I was surprised to find children still playing it on the playground twenty years later. The same rules are understood, simply don't touch the ground or you get burned. This story based on memories from my childhood of my brother making the hot lava game into a fun ride for my sister and me.
A fairy tale about a little boy who forgot how to use his heart until he found love.
Everyone enjoys summertime. Summertime means vacation time, and the best time of the year for most children. No school, great weather, and lots of freedom. As grown ups, when we no longer have enough time to be bored, we envy those carefree days. This story shares my childhood memories of summer.
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