where i'm from

 I’m from the Amish the thoughts of following a horse and buggy with that bright orange triangle embedded in my mind.
I’m from off brand toys and hand me down clothes. Candle light dinner because the power was off.
 I’m from the moving truck that I always called home. The sound of the dolly moving up and down the silver bumpy ramp.
I’m from long nights with no sleep listening to my parents fight and complain.

I’m from the hot wheels cars and boy scouts. Building ramps out of sheets connecting them to the dresser.
I’m from the red and white poke ball. Long times spent next to my brother and our clear purple Gameboy colors.
I’m from the dark and mysterious forest. Where hide and go seek games go from minutes into hours.
I’m from the small winding murky water and tiny rocks that were use to stop up the creek and make a dam with my best friend.

I’m from the two hands that it requires to tag a player down. One day during practice Archie griffin came and talked to the our WYB team
I’m from mans best friend who was always be my side. My dog would always bark at my mom or dad when they gave me spankings.
I’m from bright red sunburn and crystal clear water and the smell of chlorine. After hours spent at the pool I got blisters and extremely red and went to the hospital with sun poising.
These things make me the person who I am and I am me.