Essay on My Memories Of My Childhood Memories

1330 Words Feb 27th, 2015 6 Pages
There are many ways that people get reminded of their childhood memories. I get to visit the largest memory from my childhood almost every single day, considering that it is the barn that I grew up visiting and working at. It holds plenty of my childhood memories and holds many stories; happy, sad and everything in between. To me this place is the epitome of comfort, safety and privacy and is always a solid, never changing, good place to go when you need to be alone and thinking about issues and events. Though it may be difficult to understand the way that this place affects my life, but in a way this place is the center of my universe and where it began. It looks sort of like one of the old barns that you see in ancient paintings, in fact it’s a very old place--older than me by a long shot. The first story was built in the late nineteenth century by my ancestors from my mother’s side of the family many generations ago by people who passed away long before I existed, or even before my parents existed. They are in a way a sort of distant memory because as I walk through the ancient place I can imagine their lives, all the hard work they put in long ago. I can relate to them, while I work because I know that in a way, even though we lived years apart, this barn, and farm in a way is sort of the center of their universe too, because they spent a lot of time building this place. The second story of this barn was built in the early to mid nineteen sixties, just before…

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