See the Magic in Action

The Original Memory

"When I was 8, my friends and I built a treehouse in my backyard. We spent all summer collecting wood and nails. One day, we had a contest to see who could climb the highest. I won but got a splinter in my hand. My mom helped me get it out and made us lemonade. That treehouse became our secret headquarters where we spent countless afternoons reading comics and sharing dreams."

— A parent's childhood memory