I sometimes have random memories from my childhood come to me at completely random moments in the day, for no apparent reason. The latest one is me being at school. We are practicing a play and we were allowed to enter into a room with a stage we’ve never been to before. While some are practicing their lines, some of us sneak out through a window behind the stage and come to a sort of patio we’d never knew existed. It was small. It was basically a small rectangular space of some 3 meters long by 1 meter deep, with a set of stairs each side, surrounded by climbing plants. We were excited. We walked up and down, jumped in the stairs, and hastily went back inside to practice the play.
End of random memory
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