Monday, October 14, 2019

My Childhood Home

My childhood home was amazing. I mean, we only had 1 bathroom for the 5 of us, but the memories we made were incredible. The house had wooden walls in the majority of the house. My bedroom and my brothers bedroom had normal walls and they were each painted different. We had one small bathroom and a bath tub. I didn't know what life was like with a shower until I moved out on my own. HA!

We had a nice size back yard and the best part, my best friend lived right behind my house. We climbed the fence a lot and when we got older, we walked on both sides of my house to get to her house and vice versa. We had huge pine trees all over our yard. Yep, I remember them because we were constantly helping my dad fill trash bags of the needles. That was not so fun, but we lived! 

We had a basketball hoop in our driveway and we definitely put that thing through a lot. I remember playing with my brothers and my dad often. Our neighborhood was a good one. We had a lot of friends and we were always outside. I can't remember a time in my life when we would rather stay inside verses being out with our friends. It was a wonderful childhood memory and I loved that house.

It was later destroyed by a hurricane when a tree fell through the middle of it. My parent's no longer lived there, but it was still sad to see it destroyed...

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