Talk about a memory you have of living in a small town.
"Right now, I live in a country house about four miles south of town. There was a time when I used to live in town, though. That blue house on Meridian, that was my old home. For about seven years of my life, that's where I lived. Then my parents heard about the opportunity to move out to an old house in the country. In fact, it was the house of my great grandfather that one of my other relatives inherited after he passed away. I never knew my great grandfather. I don't even know his name, if that's any indication of how old the house is for you. Well, our relatives that owned it didn't take care of it at all. It was pretty much left to rot. Of course, my dad, who really liked his grandfather, decided to buy it from them and start rebuilding it.
When we first visited it, it was plain to see that the size of the thing was much bigger than what I had imagined. We began to refer to it as the big house. Not only was the place big, but it required a lot of work. The first thing to go was the old barn that was falling in on itself. My dad made it clear that this wasn't going to be a farm, but a big home. The thing that stood out the most to me was the windmill. It wasn't rusted at all, but there were several little holes in the blades, almost like bullet holes. As soon as the barn was taken out, me and my brother spent no time taking advantage of the new place to play. Of course, today, the foundation is gone so we could have more parking space once my brother started throwing parties every weekend."
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Tags: #Teens #Rural #Farming