My Scooby-Doo Mystery

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Our childhood is the fundamentals of our being to be. As a child I would play my beloved TV shows with the kids around the block, and at the same time hummed the theme song of the show. I adored watching Scooby-doo, it was a vast part of my childhood, since the only thought I would ponder when I heard the last ring bell of school was to go home, get together with my friends, and sit watching the mysteries of the Scooby-doo gang. Afterwards, playtime will begin and we would create troubles to solve them. Not only that but it collaborated me in going through my parents separation as a child. Furthermore, it made me believe that I had hope all the time, plus to get back up in my feet when I felt sad. Scooby-doo played an important position in my life childhood, as an aid and fun style. Whenever I hear this song it recaps when I was a little kid running around the neighborhood under the hot evening sun with my friends, trying to figure out who stole the newspapers. We would play for hours and sometimes I would forget to do homework, which would cost me some suffering. I would sing the song repeatedly in my head although I was never aware of the lyrics. When I had to stay with my baby cousins to take care of them I would sing the only song I knew, Scooby-doo. Until now they still remind me of the countless times I sang that song to them, until they were big and had trouble sleeping in a rainy day. Scooby-doo was not only a way to entertain myself, but as a way to calm my curiosity with the scary movies that my big sisters would not let me watch. Scooby-doo may not be scary, but it sure made me have goose bumps a few times as a kid. Once I would hear my sisters saying they were going to watch a scary movie, no longer was I urging to see it after watching some episodes of Scooby-doo. When I was five years old my parents got a divorce, and as any other child I was heart
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