Memories

I found a little box which was forgotten long time ago under my bed.
There was a little photo album and all the happy memories came to my mind.
I saw me, 15 years ago. I had just turned three years.
It was that time when I was covered every night in my bed.
The time when we jumped off the swing and reached the sky.
The time when we actually believed in tooth fairies and ghosts.
The time when everything was so big. When everything was fine.

Good memories. They brought a little tear in my eye.

greenelf