A frightening accident for my collection.
It happened during the late spring or early summer.
We were in our caravan heading to a garage sale. Me and my two year old sister's car seat was really warm, so we couldn’t sit still.
When I looked out of the window, a house would show up every ten minutes and sometimes I would see cows lying down in the field. The aroma of manure, would occasionally fill up the fan. It wasn’t really entertaining for a four year old.
So, I’d sit in the car and always fantasize about things that I want to happen but were never possible. Like having my own Pokémon (I liked Blastoise the most) or being able to be a duelist like Yugi from Yu-Gi-Oh. Most of the time I would dream about living with the dinosaurs.
I had a lot of toys when I was a kid. If I'd like something, I'd always ask my mom or my aunt to buy it for me. I remember having a toy Pokémon collection and a really big Yu-Gi-Oh deck. But the collection I was most proud of was my huge toy dinosaur collection. Every other week my mom would pass by the dollar store and I’d always ask to get a new dinosaur. I would say I was pretty spoiled as a kid.
My vision to have made that day worth it, is if I saw a really nice dinosaur that I could add into my collection.
When we finally arrived, I immediately unbuckled, took my dad’s hand and led him into the garage sale as if I was already familiar to the place. My mom stayed with my sister in the van, because she was pregnant with my little brother.
Tables were covered with used toys and appliances. I realized that I wasn’t holding my dad’s hand anymore, and went on my own little journey.
There weren’t many people there. I’d say there probably was two other families with us at the garage sale. I didn’t really pay attention to that. I was too busy being distracted by this enormous toy T-Rex.
The Tyrannosaurus Rex, the king of the Jurassic period. He would be perfect for my collection. I couldn't wait for him to...