Rachael Frazier
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“My Ice Castles Ritual”
**What made it a ritual Our visit to The Neuschwanstein Castle will forever be a memory held for me with my mother and my sister in law. I was visiting my brother and his family there in Kaiserslautern. That visit opened my eyes to see how good and spoiled we have it here in America. 🇺🇸 It also showed me how people were grateful for air and then life. We traveled very far. Through faithful prayers we could get anywhere. I give it to my father for his discipline driving there. I really was astonished and surprised about the door opening. Just the fact that I could travel there still brings spirit me overly joyed in astonishment. The story is true and I’m overly joyed. I walked there with my mother and another. I was so proud of myself. We had token the carriages up half way.We got half -way and rode the horse gliddales up half way inside the carriage that was the opposing cheap , safe , but fun. My parents are the best, once again. I was very much in love and felt like falling in love. What brought about that? The fact that 1️⃣ not everyone can make it up there safely. 2️⃣ not everyone can travel. Not everyone can come up and back down safely downward on a snowy hill. A lot really was going through my mind. I felt like a royal princess. Whose hidden prince had opened the door 🚪. I jumped in astonishment! It was really astonishing to me.
By Rachael Frazier4 months ago in Humans
Rachael’s Yearly Winter Ritual
Ever since I found The Local Recreation Center I’ve been skating there year round. It has been since the age of thirteen that I’ve been skating there. It has been since, then. I am now 37 and it was since 2001/2003-ish. It was 2001, that we had moved in, and 2003, since I first touched the ice.
By Rachael Frazier4 months ago in Humans
The Abandoned Puzzle Room
The abandoned Puzzle Room has been abandoned for years. Many years. I’m too old it seems. I use to play on it. I’m now 521/2years younger old. It was closed down very years prior to people’s who just gave up. Gave up on life!! They throw it everywhere. Too me, there were many signs. Always I used to sneak out and go down there. I found it. It used to be my refuge place. A place where I’d add to pictorial visuals. I always said I would one day put the world back together. And I sure could keep it secretly to this day.
By Rachael Frazier4 months ago in Fiction
