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Memories.
Today in class we were to bring five different objects that significantly have impacted us in some type of way. In one of the objects that I brought was a water gun. This object represented a laughing memory. When I was a younger child, my brother and neighbors would have a water balloon fights. We would all play until it would get dark. Of course when it was dark it would be freezing outside and we were all cold. This one time we all forgot to get the towels from inside. If it was cold outside of course it would be even colder inside. Of course being the youngest one there, I would always be the victim. They would always threaten me to go inside to the the towels unless I would get the last water balloon thrown on me. I remember being so cold running inside out the house. Even this memory sounds lame, I still think about how something cruel can be so funny.