Changes
Hmm...it's so wierd to grow up I sit at my grandma's house and realize how different it was when grandpa was here. I remember when Emily lived down the road and Pauline lived next to grandma. As you get older everything changes I used to play secrete agents with Emily the brick wall was where we kept our stuff and the Old Willow Tree was our base. All of my friends are gone, a well so is my family. Looking around that place makes me feel happy yet sad. Changes are hard, but so is life.
