Thanksgiving
It’s Thanksgiving, and I’ve been out of school since Wednesday. As dad said on his blog, the first snowfall was yesterday. It was rather cool to watch, for every once in a while, I would check to see if it were still snowing. And it was, it continued until sometime after dark. It was really nice watching it conquer the grass in the yard and then the field across the street.
Now that my bookshelf is mostly empty, I’m kind of sad. I keep remembering vague instances having to do with it. Like, when I first got my glasses, I spent ten minutes, staring at my bookshelf and taking my glasses off and then putting them back on. Just small things. Like dad said on his blog, this place has been home for six years. I’ve spent a large part of my life here. I’m not sure, but I think this is the longest stretch of time I’ve ever spent in any place in particular, therefore making it sad to leave it behind.
I can still remember helping Mike move, in 7th grade, I think, it was around Christmas too, if I remember correctly. I saw the inside of his old home once, and that was it. I’ve had many friends over at this house, several wonderfuly birthdays all the way around. This is the place I’ve always saw us coming back to after a long day, I guess. It’s probably just because I got used to it. My friends, those of which who know, are not happy. One or two of them are going to chain themselves to me, I keep telling them that they’re all being gooses. Besides, in truth, it’s really not that far off, and, I may be moving back in the summer.
This shall be the first Christmas spent in a different house, but it will be a new experience. I almost can’t wait, for, if I wake up first, hopefully, I’ll have more people to wake up. I woke up at 5:00 in the morning one year, and had to sit and read for two hours. I checked with my parents first, but I never went near that tree, I wanted to wait for the family. I had found it hard to concentrate on the book because I was so excited.
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