One of my favourite childhood memories was camping at my farm with my family and relitives. It was my favourite memory because we had so much fun that we hardly slept because we were talking all night and playing in the hay bayles. I am lucky to have a loving family and to spend time with my relitives becuase i know some people don't get that oppitunity. One year my family did not go camping, that year I felt strange almost empty. But the next year we went camping and it was better then ever. I am very lucky and those memories I have will last forever.
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