Everyone has their own memories are not without memories. Memories, it is a time to remember those who had passed, but the memories of all who may be different. May be a good or bad memories. May be suffering or joy that I was the one who lives in this world. My memories are many. Memories of my place since I was a child. Until now, I was 16 years old and my memory is not much different from anyone.
memories is remembering stories in the past. Or past activities, whether walking, running, or a diary to have different experiences. Places to go or what to do, then something like impression or love. Are all memories. But it is up to the memories. We want to forget, or want to remember. Sometimes memories may make us hurt or not, they may make us happy. Compared with the computer memories and the memories of our RAM is like waiting for input, it is processed and remembered.
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