Once upon a time I Lived on this block. My summers were days filled with laughter tumbling and jumping over the sprinkler. Holding on for dear life learning how to ride my bike. Coming back gave me flashbacks memories of days gone by stored deep in my subconscious.

Standing there in awe as I remember sliding down the stairs only to get up and do it all over again. Learning how to do my first head-roll was a damn mess damn near broke my neck. The attic was a fascination climbing up the stairs and going somewhere we had no business being was exciting. Boxes full of what ever our imagination created. Once upon a time I lived here. Me and my cousin played hide and seek fell and scraped our knee about a million times. A chill ran up my spine as I stand there lost in time looking across the street memories of asking permission just to go play with my new neighbor now all that’s left is the shell of what used to be. No more laughter everyone has moved on. (To be continued)