Growing up there was always commotion in my house. Why is this you might wonder? Well that is because I am third youngest of eight children. Being more of a middle child, and as my dad would call me "just one of the little girls" I didn't really get a lot of attention. Or attention from my parents that is. I didn't need much attention of course, I was extremely easy going. My sisters/brother used to joke about how you could just leave me in an empty room and I would be perfectly entertained. They were right, as usual, I would be. I am satisfied to be alone, but I also love to spend time with my family. My older siblings were my hero's. I used to be so pleased when one of my siblings would let me hang out with them. Most of the time that involved me being there "Cinder-Gracie" were I would run around doing chores and stealing them candy from my moms secret stash. Those were some great times, I would not trade my childhood for anything.
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