The Happy Child

There were moments I can remember from childhood that were good. There are only a few, but they are there. I remember playing pretend with my middle sister. We would play with Barbie and fairies. We would giggle and laugh. My sisters and I would go outside and play a game we called Narnia. We loved the Narnia series, so we would pretend we were in them. I remember playing pretend with my best friend, whom we will call “E.” She was the best. We would adventure through her property for hours. We would ride on four-wheelers for hours. Life was great there. There is one memory I have with my dad that was great. I was scared to sled down a hill by myself. So, he slid down the hill with me so I would feel safe. I remember my heart racing, but when we got to the bottom, I looked at my dad and noticed that we were okay. It was a moment I won’t ever forget. As I got older, my happy moments changed. I found different ways to feel happy.