One time, when I was little, my mom left my older brother and I in the car while she went in to do groceries at what was then called The Orange Store. The parking lot was on a hill and, I guess, I was playing around in the driver's seat when I must have hit something and the car started rolling down the hill. Thankfully, my brother was smart enough to get down and put his hands on the break and stop the car until someone could rescue us!...
...Okay that's not true. But I honestly didn't know it wasn't true until a few years ago when I brought up the "memory" to my mom who assured me that never happened. But, somehow, my little brain retained some story I had made up to spice up my little life.
Sometimes I still make up stories... My life is boring....
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hahaha.
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