Six Word Memoir #3- Growing Up

A picture from the past with my sister, Maria. My Grandma loves dressing us up exactly the same way ever since we were kids. From what I remember, people would always think that we were twins due to how similar we looked, acted and talked but being two years older than her, a few people can still tell us apart. I chose these words to go along with this picture because there are things in our past that we remember as a blur, though the things that we do remember that actually happened stays with us forever.