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My happiest moment was when I was 3 and it was dark and raining outside and I don't remember much but it's a vague memory, but I remember going outside from the sliding door to the balcony and my parents came outside because they were always afraid I'd fall through or something. And then shortly after my siblings came outside. It was raining and my dad started off the song "it's raining, it's pouring.." and so on, and we all sang it outside as loud and as long as we could. And then the morning began to set and we all spent the night together singing and dancing, having the best times. And then, the night ended.
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I remember when I was 4 and staying at my grandparent's place near the beach and walking through a park. I felt so wonderfully happy because I was away from the horrible dreadful mother I had. I didn't have a worry in the world whenever I was away from that bitch.
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