Perfect Memory Fading With Time

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Princess Megan has an Associates Of Art Degree in Journalism and diplomas in Free Lance Writing and Short Story Writing. I have 2 published novels: Passage To Romance and Princess Of Scruples. I work as a Qualified Medication Assistant in mental health. I am married and have a striped gray cat named Tigger. I am a Moderator at Writing.com I am also a Creative Scrapbook Designer and writing is my passion. Check out my stories in my Port.

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#991639 added August 26, 2020 at 2:22pm
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Perfect Memory Fading With Time

Prompt: Chris asked us to write about a perfect memory fading with time.

I don't think any of my memories have faded. When I was in four years and we lived in Arizona, I tried to throw my Teddy Bear on the moon on a starry night. Mom says once I argued with a Native American man about his mule and I said it was a horse.

I don't have any fading memories. I forget about phone messages that I get in the same day. That is weird. I am glad I let the machine pick up on them. Past memories, I remember. Yesterday, like really. My friend said I wore a pair of Donny Osmond shorts all summer one year in high school, I remember the shorts but I don't think I wore them all summer. I guess that is about it for me and faded memories.

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