High School At The Football Games, Nevada And It Will Always Be Home

1419 Words Nov 16th, 2016 6 Pages
All my life I have lived in a town called Fernley, Nevada and it will always be home to me. It is a small community that I had made incredible friendships throughout my school years and just growing up in general. From those hyper elementary years out in the playground, to those clever middle school years, to enjoying my first year of high school at the football games, hearing the cheering crowd, and waiting in the long unorganized line to get snacks, to the town being decorated on every business window with the bleeding colors of orange and black. For me, it was a memorable childhood to have. My summer of my freshman year had ended and I had to move. Through the stacks of boxes in my house, that I had been packing for months, it was so heartbreaking to me and I couldn’t imagine myself leaving the place I had always lived at. From this day, it had changed my writing process by looking at things from different perspectives. I changed my perspectives by how I observe things more because I realized things don 't last forever. No matter where you go, you have to set goals to communicate with the different kinds of people you meet in life, whether it is from writing or talking to them.
On the day of the move, my siblings and I cried for maybe 3 hours when leaving town and I realized my life would be changed drastically. The trip was an eternal 18 hour, melancholy, blank drive. Most of the time I stayed up looking at the shining stars thinking of all the things I had to leave…

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