Best and Worst Memory
I was inspired by a friend of mine to write this as my second article here on my blog :)
Now choosing a best and worst memory for me was an extremely difficult process! Mainly because there are two many good memories that are worth a mention. And, if you didn't know, I am literally the most clumsy, awkward person you could ever meet in all of time. I'm not even joking.
So, after much consideration, I have narrowed it down to my top best and worst memory. So, are you sitting comfortably? Then, let's begin.
(And if you have any silly stories to tell please do leave them in the comments, I could do with a laugh right now!)
My Best Memory
Okay, so I don't actually remember this one very well, because this happened to me when I was only four years old, but still, it's something that has stuck with me for a very long time.
| Revisiting Shanklin in 2014 |
I visited the Isle of Wight when I was four years old with my parents, sister and grandma. I don't remember anything else of the trip, just this single memory. We went to Shanklin Chine one evening. And let me tell you now, it was stunning. If you don't know what Shanklin Chine is, then I'll explain. It's like a forest, but not any ordinary forest, like from a fairy-tale kind of forest. It's honestly beautiful. There's waterfalls, views of the sea, and a little cafe which holds a few haunted stories.
The one thing I like most about Shanklin Chine is the fairies. And if you don't believe in fairies, then I recommend you visit Shanklin because they are real, okay? Okay.
Anyway, my sister was crying because she is in a wheelchair (Yes, she is disabled) and couldn't go down the steep paths of Shanklin, so had to stay by the entrance. Suddenly, a little light appeared and landed on the end of her nose. A fairy. It was actually magical.
I'll never forget this night, the scenery, the stars, the fairies. The tranquility of it. It was beautiful.
The photo above was me in Shanklin Chine this past summer, when we revisited. It was just as amazing the second time. And, we managed to catch a fairy in this photo. Brilliant!
Worst Memory
So this memory is obviously not going to be as peachy as the one above, but still, this is my worst memory after all.
Don't get me wrong, I love animals. I mean, who doesn't? But after this, I was no so sure I wanted a pet cat anymore.
About two years ago now I had 2 lovely pet mice; Emma and Lily. I also had 2 lovely pet cats: Chloe and Timmy.
Not such a good combination, really.
One day I had both the cats and mice in my room at the same time (okay, so by now you probably know where this story is heading). I decided that I would quickly nip to the bathroom to get a glass of water.
I know and I knew I shouldn't have left them alone, but I was only going to be gone for a maximum of ten seconds. Ten seconds was unfortunately too long.
When I returned one of my cats had managed to get into the mouse cage and had Emma dangling limp in her mouth, I screamed. I screamed so loud I'm sure you could have heard me all the way over in Australia (yes, hello Izzy :) )
Thankfully, I managed to rescue poor little Emma from the depths of my cats shark-like teeth. However, it was not quite enough for after two days she passed away from the shock.
I'm not so sure about having pet cats AND pet mice anymore.
Anyway, if you have any silly stories, do comment them down below, I think I need a cheer up after writing that.
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Love always,
Holza
xoxo