God old apartment 811. This apartment was a huge milestone in my life. The place where i started high school in, the first place i never felt embarrassed bring people over. As i sit down on the couch that still stands in this symbolic place, thinking of all the memories I had. The first one i would like to recall is the first home i EVER let someone over to. This was also the first home where my mom had her life together. This home that i sit now was the home that i had my first kiss in. As i cry now and think of how great of a stay it was on this wild rollercoaster, I think of all the bad times that i had in this place. The new apartment 810 can't replace what has happened here. Apartment 811 was the first time i ever had freedom from my father and actually could come home to it just being a home. Although my family isn't normal and i don't think many families are normal and i sit here thinking about how i used to be able to come here and feel like i was at home. This place has gotten me through some very tough times in my life and it never did let me down when i was sad. I always felt like i had a place here. Now you might be reading this and thinking this is ridiculous but if you could read my life from the time that i was born till now you would need at least 1,000,000 pages of horrible and unhappy stories. As i sit in the skeleton of Apartment 811 I keep thinking about holidays which i love. This place will truly never be forgotten and will truly have a place in my heart. Sincerely, Reyes |
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