Literature
Childhood Memories
I went to the grocery store today, and I spotted a fond childhood memory there ...
We entered through the automatic doors, letting the store's air conditioning welcome us with a cooling breeze. As we stepped into the grocery market, I looked to my right, and there it was. My childhood hero, sitting, trapped inside the claw machine. I just had to save him from the evil clutches of the machine. "MOMMY, MOMMY. Do you have any quarters?" I looked to her with despair in my big blue eyes. Their words turned to mumbles as they pulled out two silver coins. I grabbed the treasure and hurried off. I inserted the coins into the slots and took the joy-