Made Up Memories

A dream of made up memories involving real people.

The story reminds me of the Rugrats, except the parents are fully aware of their kids crazy antics. Sometimes they even got involved.
A group of 20-something-year-olds who were once childhood friends have reunited. We hadn’t seen each other in over 5 years.

Now established adults we reminisce the “good old days” when they were kids. After the reunion we all gather back at in my parents house and pull out the retired VHS player and video tapes. The tapes were a collection of all our crazy kiddy antics.

We all laughed watching our younger selves create an amazing, criss-crossing rope trap that ran the length of the suburban cul-de-sac. It’s embarrassing seeing the minature me panicking, stuck in between the crossing ropes.

That innocent child, with an over-active imagination believed she was trapped with no way of escaping. Looking back now, it’s unbelievably easy to find an escape route. It became painfully clear that I was now an adult. The world gets so much smaller when you grow up.



At some kind of event we end up being chased by Bugs Bunny and the Looney Tunes. It was like an epic battle of Tag (aka: Catch Me If You Can).
While being chased we run into Mickey Mouse. But Mickey Mouse had an attitude! He joined forces with the Looney Tunes and started chasing my friends and I.


The whole dream had a sing-a-long feature. It seemed so normal. We were feeling so nostalgic we gathered all the rope we could find and built an even more amazing rope trap as grown-ups.


There was a duckling wandering around the annual Christmas festival.
Phoebe(the youngest of the group) had a unique affinity with animals.

So the little duckling started following Phoebe around.

The toddler Phoebe taught the duckling how to sing-along as a Christmas caroler.


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