MAKING MEMORIES FOR CIARA
I stroll into a beautiful park, the breeze is cool and the sun is shining.
I walk further into the park when I see rows and rows of immaculate blue, red and yellow statues. As I get closer I stick my arm out, my fingers brush across them, they are smooth and in perfect condition.
I pull out my phone and try to get a photo. I can see them clearly with my eyes but when I shoot a photo they are gone! I try several times before giving up.
“I must enjoy the moment and make memories,” I mutter.
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