As my mom and I pull up to my nana's house the first thing I see is the garage. The green it once was is now painted a dull brown. It's in that moment I realize everything is going to change. We slowly walk into her house. As soon as I walk in I am greeted by her smell I hold back a sob. My mom goes to pack away her clothes. I am left alone, I find my self walking down to the basement where my cousins and I would always play. I am hit with the memories as soon as I enter the play room. And I can here the voices of my cousins and I. It's like we are young again. I realize that I'm crying and I walk back up the stairs. I go into the living room I put on the record player. The sound of music that was the one we used to dance to. I don't feel like dancing to this record anymore so I lay down on the carpet and cry. My mom comes out of her room and lays down with me. We lay there until the last song comes to a close. Then we get up brush off our tears and get ready to leave. As I close the door I can't help but think that it could be my last time coming to nana's house, but god I hope not
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PoetrySome days I feel like I have no words. But other days words flow out of me like a river. Here goes welcome boys and girls to the inner workings of my crazy mind.
