ive mentioned before on this blog that im moving to a bigger house, and overall im pretty excited by it. although, i felt like my familys terrifying presence would leave a stain on the home we're moving into. but im just happy i get a nicer room 2 live in for the next 2-3 years living there.
my grandparents on my dads side are very... unchanged. they havent really moved their furniture since theyve moved into their home, they find anyone slightly out of the norm "weird" and theyre kinda racist and homophobic lol. even though theyre bad people, their house WAS my childhood. i had the warmest, happiest memories here. theyre probably one of the only things i can pick out of my childhood and feel comfort. and during christmas we always went 2 their house, and thats why every year christmas feels nostalgic.
but when we told them that we were moving, we were expecting them to freak out. when i was in grade six, they freaked out cuz i didnt wanna go 2 to the local high school. but they didnt, which surprised my dad. but, then 2day my dad said that theyre actually BUYING a new house. and thats what upset me. my dad was super surprised by this, kept going on about how weird it is. i think theres something... off. i guess its a little out of character, thats all. but besides that...
after this year, i might never be able to look in this house agian. ill never be able to see the train pass by when i climb the rickety old playset, ill never see the height charts that had been measured on the wooden plank connected to the ceiling, ill never see my old toys, and ill never even get to see their pretty garden agian. becuause apparently they arent even going to have a big garden in their new place. and they also sold everyones toys, because no one is using them. but i used to.
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