Just a building to some, but not to me. I remember when I use to dream about what high school would be like. Turns out I was completely wrong, but thats okay. I expected everything to be different when in reality it wasn't a drastic change. It was slow and steady instead of rapid and quick. I took so many classes in this building. Walked down the hallways so many times. Met so many new people. Even lost a few friends along the way. It's crazy to think that this building is so close to being in my past. Only a few days left and it seems unreal. This building changed my life and made me who I am in a way. I won't forget this building, after all 7 years don't just disappear.
So many hours spent on this land. Out on the course and in the club house too. I've played lots of courses before but of course I know this one the best. The creek that runs in front of the first hole and along side the second. The small pond straight to the right of number 6. At times I've felt like certain trees and hills always magically bring my ball over to it, putting me right where I didn't want to be. Trees that have been hit so many times it's unreal and water that has taken so many balls. You can start in one mood and leave in another. Funny how a place can change your mind set so quickly.
This house is a home to someone, even though it isn't to me. Cream colored siding with white shutters on all the windows. It looks pretty cozy from the outside. A big garage that could fit two cars easily and a back porch for grill outs and family picnics. I bet these people have kids, probably with a backyard like that. I see a leash tied down too so they must have a dog. I hope I can have a house like that someday, one that looks like a family should live in it. But I guess I really don't know if one is in there. Maybe it's just a couple or even someone by themselves, but I'm pretty sure it's a family.
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