This freewrite is taken from an experience I had, and in this particular case it is not a fiction. I was at the racecourse and I have those beautiful memories, by the way my cousin who accompanied me, suffers from mental retardation, is 70 years old but thinks like a 15-year-old boy. At the time we went to the racecourse he was about 50 years old and I was about 20 Which makes me reflect how much time has passed and I keep remembering those moments.

Thank you for your support, I feel committed to moving forward! :)