Standing on the side of the road among fields

I once lived in a castle on Chandler road

where my fondest memories live

christmas with the cousins

the place where everyone gathered for thanksgiving

backyards were for go-kart racing

and accidentally driving the golf cart into the crick

but nothing last forever

mom spent too much money

daddy gave up

our castle sold to the highest bidder

everything changed

I became accustomed to an empty house

daring the barn loft to cave while I broke the rules

tired of empty rooms

quiet halls

I found home along the dirt roads

completely alone besides my earbuds

Music my only company

fueling my imagination

for the many stories I hope to write

the crunch of the gravel egging me on

"what happens next?"

my stories always end with the princess saving herself