where i am from

10/23/2013 17:40

I am from the wet dirt in the backyard to the hidden candy in the laundry room. I am from the scratches and scars from trying to climb to the highest branch of the tallest trees. I am from the smell of popcorn and the stench of febreze. I am from the laughs and from the cries. I am from the sound of jazz music and the unstoppable noise. I am from the memories stuffed inside of my head, full of smiles and of frowns. I am from the sweet taste of crepes to the sour taste of lemon heads. I am from my amazing, wonderful and happy family.