Out the front door and down two steps got me to the lower portion of my back deck. I then swung a right and went down three more steps. I followed the trampled path of grass through the back yard, right to the edge of my property. I laughed inside because my dad always had some remark on how his grass never looked nice in the back. I then thought to myself, we followed the …showed first 75 words of 1969 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1969 total…draw me away from my world would be the yell from my parents to come back home. I would always wait for a second yell, hoping that the first was mistaken and I would not have to leave. Every time though, the second yell would come. It was back to reality for me, until the next time I could retreat to my favorite place in the world to be as a child, my tree fort.