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The Summer of '95

The summer of '95 was one of the most memorable times of my life. I was a kid then, and the world seemed like a magical place. I spent most of my days outside, riding my bike around the neighborhood, playing hide and seek with my friends, and trying to catch fireflies in the park.

That summer, my family went on a road trip to visit my grandparents in the countryside. I remember the long drive, the endless fields of corn and wheat passing by, and the excitement of seeing my grandparents' old farmhouse at the end of the road.

My grandparents were the kindest people I knew. They always had fresh baked cookies waiting for me, and they let me help them tend to their garden and take care of their chickens. I loved exploring the old barn and the fields behind the house, and I spent hours climbing trees and chasing after my grandfather's dog.

But the thing I remember most about that summer was the storms. Almost every night, a thunderstorm would roll in, and my grandparents would let me sit on the porch with them and watch the lightning light up the sky. We'd listen to the rain tapping on the roof and tell stories until we were too tired to stay up any longer.

As the summer drew to a close, I felt a sense of sadness creeping in. I knew I'd have to go back to school soon and leave behind the freedom and joy of those long summer days. But my grandparents reassured me that we'd see each other again soon, and I knew deep down that the memories of that summer would stay with me forever.

Years have passed since that summer, and my grandparents have long since passed away. But every time a storm rolls in, I think back to those summer nights and the feeling of warmth and love that surrounded me. And I know that even though life has taken me on many different paths, I will always carry the nostalgia of that summer of '95 in my heart.

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