I remember

by Curran K., 13

I remember the house that I used to live in. That random step in the middle of the floor that I always used to trip on.

I remember the white toy boxes that I used to play on with my action figures. The special Winnie the Pooh car that I used to ride inside and out.

I remember the weird construction worker vehicle. The day I got in the car and never saw the house again.

I remember the fresh smell of wood. Walking up the not-nearly-finished stairs.

I remember spending days inside and outside of the new house.

I remember walking into the classroom on the first day of school.

I remember bouncing on my mattress while doing third grade homework.

I remember making new friends.