Home. Finally, I’d come back. It had been too long to remember the last time I was here or the reason why I left in the first place. I walked through yard, the grass inviting my naked toes. The sun warming my bare arms. A bird flew nearby, singing the familiar tune of my childhood. Its shadow flashed across the lawn and I looked around for my own shadow, but I could not find it. Then the memories returned like a gust of wind and I blew away with the ease of a summer’s breeze.
About the Creator
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions