The night before we go!
July 27th 2011 I can remember the first time that I was going on a real vacation. I think I was about 11 years old and I was going to Disneyland with mom and my brother and my great-granny. I couldn’t sleep for days.
My brother had matching twin beds in his room and we’d lay and talk all night about what it would be like when we finally got there. What rides we were going to go on, how much candy we were go
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