Crazy days of my childhood

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My whole childhood I spent with my cousion Nikola. Lots of people thought we were twins because we both were of a dark skin and fatty, we were wearing the same clothes and we had the same perambulators. We grew up together and had a few laughs in the meantime.

Once when his grandma was making cakes, she gave us leftovers from the chocolate to eat it. Howewer, we didn't eat it, we were playing with it. We were all covered in it, our faces, hair, clothes, everyhing... I still have a picture of that day in my bedroom as a nice rememberance of our childhood.

When we were 3 years old, our families went together in Baška and Nikola and I were playing together on the beach. Suddenly, a little Italian girl took my bucket and she didn't want to give it back to me, so I took the shovel and smacked it on her head. She started to cry loud, but I wasn't care about her. I was delighted because my bucket had been given back to me.

At the family gatherings, our mums still talk about our crazy days of childhood, especially my fighting skills, and my cousion calls me dangerous girl.