This memory is a compilation of several memories that took place at different times, and I guess it's part made up too, but I swear I remember it happening.
I was about 6 years old. The house behind our house was burning down. My brother met the firefighters that were working on getting the fire under control, and they gave him an antique gumball machine, and my brother and I played with it.
Later, my brother claimed that the gumball machine had nothing to do with the firefighters. We had gotten it from an antique store at a totally different time. I guess I basically made up a story about where the gumball machine came from.
-Amy T.
Los Angeles, CA
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