Autobiographical Writing on my 5th Birthday :: Papers

Autobiographical Writing My 5th natal day My 5th birthday is 1 of my earliest memories and is the first birthday I can remember I dont know why it has stuck in my warehousing so much but I can remember it worry it was yesterday. It started very early in the morning around 5 am which is ridiculously early to be acquiring up and you wouldnt catch me getting up that early these days, but at the time I was utilize to it because my mum worked at night and my dad started work nearly 6 so I used to have to go round my succeeding(prenominal) door neighbors house till my mum got home at about 8, the lady side by side(p) door was called Maureen she was about 50 and she was quite minute and had short gray hair. I remember her to be very kind, she had a colossal collection of videos that she let me watch every morning and she would incessantly offer drinks, biscuits, cakes and anything you could think of really, her kitchen was the Aladdins cave of cuisine an d provisions. On the morning of my birthday my dad came in my room picked me up to carry me across to next door. I was still asleep not really knowing what was deviation on around me until the fearsome freeze of the early morning photograph me round the head, winded me, accordingly chopped off my fingers and toes. My dad pelt along to get me to Maureens house as quick as he could when I got in there me and my dad sat down and had a goblet of rosy lea (tea) with Maureen before he had to dash off to work, then she whipped out a bowl of piping hot ready happen which is like a kids version of porridge with a ton of sugar and a blab of milk it was lovely, I munched it down like a anuran would a fly, I was still pretty drowsy so I had a snooze on the couch. When I awoke a gigantic cuff wrapped in lime green packaging was stood in the inwardness of the room, I