MY MOST VIVID MEMORY

My most vivid memory was when I was about eight years old. I was on vactation in Virginia Beach with my grandparents and sisters. My grandma had boughten bubblegum and gave me a piece to chew on and told me to keep it in my mouth at all times or she would take it away.
I remember very clearly that the bubblegum I popped into my mouth was a piece of original bubblicious bubblegum. Well, after my grandma gave me the very stern warning about my bubblegum, she went to sit out on the balcony with my sisters and papa. I popped the piece in my mouth and started chewing. The juicy flavour exploded in my mouth with every chew, and once it was all softened up I decided I was going to try and blow a bubble.
It turns out that I was very good at blowing bubbles so I kept at it. Every bubble I blew seemed to get bigger and bigger until one bubble was so big that it popped - and stuck to my whole face! I was so scared that my grandma was going to come back into the room, see me with this bubblegum all over my face, and give me trouble for it, so I try so hard to scrape off the bubblegum. The only problem was, the bubblegum wouldnt come off no matter how I scratched!
Just then my grandma walked into the room and I thought my life was over. But instead of yelling at me and putting me into a time out or something, she starting laughing so hard she was crying. She went to the washroom and got a warm face cloth to wipe off the bubblegum. But I had been scratching my face so hard to get the bubblegum off that I left scratches all over my face. So when she put the cloth to my face it stung so bag. It was karma I guess; I didn't get in trouble for the bubblegum incident but I punished myself by scratching up my face.
To this day, I won't even bother blowing bubbles becuase I don't want to have the same experience ever again.