I'm standing in some sort of room. The walls around me are covered in picture of me and Sasha. One picture catches my eye. It's a photo of me and Sash at the park. The same one I have on my desk in my room. We couldn't be more then seven in it. I remember this day like it was yesterday. We went to the park to have a picnic when I got caught in the baby's swing. I use to love the swings at the park so one day I tried to climb into one of those baby swings that look like diapers because I saw Sasha do it. Sasha was a small, skinny seven year old girl and I was a chubby seven year old boy. As you can probably imagine Sasha was able to climb back out and I, on the other hand got stuck in the swing. Mom had to yank me out and by doing so my pants got caught in the swing and I ended up in my underwear. I was a very embarrassed and scared seven year old.