My fellow readers I come to you today with some very bad news. Well I think it's pretty bad. Last night I was talking to one of my childhood friends on Facebook and she told me that the people who now live in my old house decided that it would be a good idea to rip down my club house! I loved that club house. My dad built it for me and my sibs when I was like 3 years old and it has been there ever since, well until now. When I was little I had the best back yard on the block. Everyone wanted to play in my club house. It was just a small wooden house with two windows on each side of it and a door in front. I use to put all my toys in it. I had my little kitchen set when I was really little complete with my toy pots and pans and all my play food. My yard also had a ton of huge pine trees in it and me who had always loved fairytales would pretend that I was lost in the woods and the club house was a cottage that I would find. When it would snow I pretended that I was stuck in a snow storm and I would find a house in the woods to take shelter in. When I got a little older my friends and I would have clubs. We had a lot of different clubs over the year including The nature club, The rainbow club, (We were 10 at the time and didn't know that it sounded like it could be the name of a gay bar lol) and of course the I love JTT club:) We all drew on the inside walls. We tried to plant sunflower seeds in front of the club house but they never grew:( we would climb in and out of the windows instead of going through the door. When my friends and I got a little older like 14 we would climb up and sit on the roof of it at night and look up and the sky and just talk about stuff. Once we found a birds nest inside up in the left hand corner. I remember the password to get in was "bacon" because I found this big pinkish rock that had like a white line going acrossed it and it reminded me of bacon. By the time we moved out of the old house I was 19 years old and had outgrew the club house. I no longer played in it. For the last 4 or 5 years that we lived there we used it as a shed to store bikes and stuff. My mom re-painted it too. It was once red, when we left it was white. I used to drive passed my old house a lot when we first moved away, because I missed it so much. I used to drive passed it and I used to cry. I thought I cried because I missed the house, but now I think I cried because I missed being a kid. I cried last night when I found out they had taken down the club house, because that club house was once very important to me, and all the times that I played in it will always hold a special place in my heart. Sometimes I'm sad that I'm older now and have to leave things behind in the past, but I'm also excited about the future. I have a lot of things to look forward to. My boyfriend and I are going on vacation next week:) My birthday is coming up in August, and we are moving in together in Sept. So I'm really happy with the way things are going right now, but it's still hard to say good-bye:(
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