When I was younger I would take these walks around the neighborhood. My childhood was spent outside either in my yard or around the neighborhood. I knew it by heart. I would ride bikes and walk around that neighborhood over and over again. I could probably walk it now blindfolded. I remember this huge massive tree in one part of my neighborhood. It was always took me to a different place.

You see, the tree was massive and the leaves were massive. They would change into all sorts of colors and it was just bewildering to me. It was a tree unlike the others, it seemed like it was taken from the north and planted right here, in my neighborhood. I liked imagining where it had been and what it had seen. I wondered why it was so different then the others.

I remember walking on the sidewalk near the tree and stepping on the leaves it produced, hearing that crunch sound was my main motivation. I haven’t been back there in a while. I haven’t looked to see if that tree is still there.  I hope it is. My parents still live there so I hope it’s still there so that one day I can bring my kid there to enjoy the big massive crunchy leaves.

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I'm a Full-Time Paralegal and getting my B.A.S. in Supervision and Management. I've always loved to write and hope to write at least one book that will be published. That's the overall goal. When I'm not writing, working or studying I like to hang out with my husband and our three furry kids.

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