when you find , or maybe not that you just want to right down your story.
Well that is what I feel right now.
I remember when I was a very small child, I was about Three; we lived in Germany. There was a time; it was Christmas time, one night there was two men that had come in to our home, I thought (being so young ) that it was Santa Clause. Now both of our parents were asleep and I was thirsty so when the man came in to my room I asked for a drink of water, Santa got me a drink and then told me to get back to sleep or he would not leave any presents under the tree. So I went back to sleep. The next day the house was in shambles, I remember the police were there and my mom was very upset. I tried and tried to tell them that I had asked Santa for a drink of water during the night but it took them what seemed for ever to listen to me. When they did I was able to tell them what those men looked like. Later I found out that they had been putting up fencing to the lowest windows and climbing in that way to several places. Those men were caught. But during the time that they were in our home they hurt our cat, he had to be wrapped up like a mummy so he could not undo the bandages' to help him heal. ( I was around three years old when that happened)
Another time while we lived in Germany there was a very bad storm. I was awake looking out of the window and thought I saw a person falling off of a roof of a building a short distance away, come to find out it was one of those things that holds the roof tiles on to the roof.
Then there was the time when my brother and his girl friend took me out to the playground.
I remember swinging on the swing and playing in the sand box and then my brother put me up on the highest monkey bar and I fell off and I woke up at home on the couch with a rag on my head. I had a very big egg on my forehead, and at that time a man was fixing one of the windows with that OLD window putty, He gave me some to play with.
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