If I could bottle up
ONE memory, I couldn't pick, I would bottle up so many thing I would have one million bottles. If I could I would bottle up every Saturday morning my uncle came up stairs and told me good morning, all into on big bottle. I would also bottle up last weekend when I went over to my best friend Carolyn's house to spend the night. I would also bottle up my 3rd and 7th grade years too. In conclusion, I could never pick just one memory, I pick a lot.
