Where I Am From

Where I am from

by Miranda
 

I am from delicious food on Thanksgiving night, wonderful food on Christmas eve, and family gatherings super food.

I am from the smell of my grandpa’s nasty smelling dog, J.R., Sweet smelling puppy perfume, and fresh flowers from my grandma’s garden.

I am from rushing water in the creek after it rains hard, Horses grazing in the huge field in the morning, and dogs playing and running until they’re huffing and puffing.

I am from hard winds shaking the leaves off trees, The small sound of the pitter patter of small rain drops, and the loud booming of the flat screen T.V.