June Challenge: Day 18: Tell a story from my childhood

Day 18, Tuesday: Tell a story from my childhood. I will try to dig deep and try to be descriptive about what I remember and how I felt.

When I was six years old we went on a family holiday to Weymouth. When I say we I mean myself, my parents and Tink, who was 2 1/2 at the time. We stayed in a guesthouse on the sea front and had some great times. We sat on the beach, we went to a model train place (Pecorama) in Beer, and generally enjoyed ourselves. We played mini golf one night at what felt to me like midnight but was probably just 6pm or something. We ate fish and chips, ice cream and laughed a lot. 

I have real memories of smiling a lot that holiday but one memory stands out more than most. We met a girl called Heidi in the guesthouse who was a little older than I was and I thought she was amazing, in that I want to be just like her because she is perfect kind of way. My family and I spent the day at a Sea Life Centre which was brilliant and whilst there Tink and I had our faces painted. I was so happy and thought I was the coolest girl in the world, especially when Heidi smiled at me on my return. 

When I had to leave for home I was gutted I wasn't going to see Heidi again, but then this wonderful thing happened. In a shop we found a little cuddly rabbit that lived in a little white plastic log. It was small, cute and had pink ears and a pink tail. The little white plastic log had the name "Heidi" printed on it, the rabbit was named after the girl I had so adored. 

To this day that little rabbit is my most prized possession. It has traveled the country and the world with me, it has jumped out of a plane with me and it has stayed in my sleeve though every interview, exam and stressful situation in my life. Heidi sleeps beside me each night and I cannot imagine my world without her, and every now and then I remember that my little rabbit is a reminder of the little girl I once knew and the first time I really looked up to someone. 

The best part of it all is that the week in Weymouth was one I recall as being so very happy, a time when my family seemed to have a perfect smiley time and I can look back with fondness both on that week and all my memories of when my little Heidi has helped me out of a hole.