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Grandpa’s Old Dusty Window

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A tall, ancient pine tree with years of memories

A blue Chevy Avalanche truck with gray lawn chairs in the bed

An old man sitting on a wooden bench under the old pine watching a lawn mower run on a string

I feel nine again

A little girl riding in his truck with the windows down and the radio on

The leaves gently blowing cool breeze outside

A rumbling motorcycle racing down the street

It felt as if I were really back at the age of nine

A little girl with brown pigtails and freckles

No worries

Playing in the backyard with her grandpa and little sister

It felt so real

I walked away from the window

It was love

 

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2 Responses to “Grandpa’s Old Dusty Window”

  1. Brooklynn Fye on December 3rd, 2018 2:41 pm

    Great job Lauren! You used so much imagery to explain everything. Even with the length it seemed as if I was experiencing this with you. Good job and keep writing.

  2. McKayla Thompson on January 29th, 2019 9:49 am

    Great Job Lauren! I really felt your emotions expressed throughout the article. I love the description and voice used, and I think this story is easy for people to relate too. Keep up the good writing.

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Grandpa’s Old Dusty Window