Homework: Go back to your favorite childhood place.

When I finally got back to where I had spent my everyday as a child, the place had faded. The area was filled with snow and the wind had swirled the peace causing disturbed memoires. The no sitting on the radiator sign cover in layers of the white powder. They had cleaned the nail polish off the sidewalk along with the girl time my friends and I had. The three bushes us kids pretended were airplane controls were cut down to on tiny sad excuse. Even the bright colors of the windows didn't shine how they used to. As the feeling of change sunk into my soul my heart broke. It was as if someone had no respect for what was and still could be. I replayed each day almost indiviually if only I could put back was there. Then when it was time to go it didn't even feel like I was standing in the same place I was 10 years ago. I snapped back to reality and walked slowely down the front steps. I looked and remembered the nieghborhood one last time. Although here I felt more at home than ever i had to catch me breath, and as hard as it was... walk away.