Title: Writing Friday #12: Narrative: Personal (for Issue Two of The Crusader)

When I was little I did many stupid, strange, shocking things but this one seems to stick out the most. When me and my sisters were around five years old we decided to clean the bathroom, with soft soap. I can still picture this bathroom in my mind even though it was at my old house and it was in the corner of the basement. We cleaned everywhere: the shower, the floor, the sink, some of the cabinets (probably not a good idea), and of course the toilet. We cleaned for about an hour and used three full bottles of soft soap. We ended up staining the sink, and the toilet, and the shower had about a bottle of soap in it. We also decided to “clean faster” by adding water to our soap and using the water in the shower and the toilet. That made even more of a mess. There was soap and water all over the floor and we had ruined our clothes with all the “cleaning.” In the end the walls and the sink were ruined, but at least we had fun doing it. If I had been older I would have understood that soft soap doesn’t clean walls, cabinets, toilets, et cetera. Even though we ruined a few hundred dollars of furniture and clothes, I think this was fun regardless of the destruction that took place. The only thing that happened was our parents probably watched us more after this incident.