Tuesday, January 31, 2012

#2 Free-write: Jump

     The first thing that comes to mind when I think of the word "jump" is the times that I used to spend with my close family friends jump roping at their house.  Our families would often get together when we were younger and one of our favorite games to play was jump-rope.  Using the jump-rope in different ways, we would jump on our own, hold it from two ends while someone jumped in the middle, play snake, and sing songs.  I remember the memories so vividly and often wish we would do it again sometime.  My sister and I don't see those family friends as frequently as we used to.  I almost don't know them anymore actually; the only impression I have of them now is what I see on Facebook.  I do like change, but I wish things could stay the same sometimes.

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