Grounded on Parade Day

I have this memory from when I was 3 or 4 years old of being told by my parents that I'm grounded (I don't know why). I am sitting in the window seat that looks out onto the street, and suddenly I see my best friend (at the time), Julianne, leading a parade of kids down the street. The kids are dressed in colorful robes, like wizards or fairies, and they are trailing up and down the street, singing and calling for me, but I can't go outside.

My parents don't remember this, and claim that they never grounded me. But for years I was convinced that it really happened.

-Elysse A.
Los Angeles, CA