Writing Prompt Wednesday: Have you ever considered a visit to your past?
IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢ve been thinking about going to see the house I lived in during my early
years (1 ÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œ 11) and I wonder how intense the experience would be. I havenÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢t
driven through the old neighborhood in many years so IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢m sure it will bring
some kind of emotions.
See in my earlier years I grew up in a town very different than the town my
family currently resides in. It was more of a low-income town and because
of that for those years I went to private school about a ÃƒÆ’Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â½ hour away.
Why am I afraid to go? Maybe because IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢m afraid of how bad the town looks,
IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢d heard that itÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢s had some tough times over the years. The main reason
we left was because of the violence. I once saw a guy with a gun in the
park and twice we had bikes stolen from our backyard. Or maybe I’m just
not prepared for it to bring back a flood of memories and just overwhelm me
I had a friend through most of those years and we tried to keep in contact
after I moved but our lives just went in different directions. I remember
her calling me freshman year of high school talking all about sex and
stuff. Being as naÃƒÆ’Ã†â€™Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¯ve as I was I had nothing to offer the conversation.
She then called me freshman year of college in my dorm and told me she just
had a baby. She told me the guy was a drug dealer and an alcoholic.
Needless to say that was the last time we talked. At that moment I was on
my way to a frat party, our worlds were miles apart in more ways than one.
I still think about her from time to time and hope sheÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢s doing well.
So I think when the weather gets a little better I will go visit my old
house. It was a beautiful house and we had wonderful neighbors. I had the
best room; it was big with deep windows you could sit in. We also had an
apple tree and a cherry tree. There was the very best bagel store in
downtown and a pizza truck (like an ice cream truck) that we got the most
delicious pizza from at night.
So, have you ever visited your past?