When i was 8, mum and dad 'lost me' in St. Peters square in Italy. I was feeding the pidgeons, turned round and they were gone.All my family had disappeared. A guy tried to take me inside a building to an English speaking woman. Me, thinking i was been abducted, started kicking, biting and screaming at this guy. 2hrs later, but what seemed a life time, i was found.
This is one of my worst childhood memories, so come on, i shared mine. Whats yours?
This is one of my worst childhood memories, so come on, i shared mine. Whats yours?