When I was 6 years old, my grandpa got me a trampoline for my birthday. I immediately had my brothers set it up. I could not wait to get home from school to play on it. Eventually to me it was like exercising and trying new tricks all the time. Over time I had begun to be so flexible and quick at doing flips, back flips, hand stands, and cart wheels. Having the trampoline at a young age until I was 19 years old always was fun and brought memories of being young. When I moved away as an adult, I wish I still had one to have the feeling I did when I was younger. Being in the air and landing on my back looking up at the sky or stars was always like a bliss moment. The trampoline I had will always be apart of my childhood fun.