The amount of memories I have about this place could write a book. I lived here for about 17 years, until my dad had to move to Dallas, Texas for work. I was just entering my senior year of high school when my parents told me we had to move, and it didn’t seem real. It still feels weird looking back at old pictures. All the sleepovers, swimming parties, and birthdays seem like they happened 20 years ago. When I go back to visit my grandparents I always have to drive by this house just to look at it. I still find myself looking at the living room windows to see my dogs head pop up. Even my first car, which I no longer have is still pictured in the driveway. Hopefully one day this house is available to rent as an Airbnb just so my friends and I can stay there one more time.