Small Town Life
My life in a small town, well as you know small town’s can be boring. This town wasn’t any different, or was it? My story will begin, well back when things got exciting. Basically I taught myself how to ride a bike, which in my opoinion at the time was very great. You see I always wanted to be an independent person, even as a small child I wanted to run my life and make my own decisions. Well bad idea number 1. Ride my bike all by myself, well you see I thought I wanted to ride to a girls house who baby-sat me and my 2 brothers. Well the adventure began, you see as I got further away from the house I thought to my self, well I made it this far why not go another block. Another block passed by, then another, then another, before I knew it I was in the middle of down town, my first experience of life outside of school and home. A whole different world around me, and I also learned that if your under 16 and on your own on a bicycle in the middle of downtown, then you are bound for trouble. Well next thing I knew, I had my first experience with the Frederick Police Department. Yes I was picked up and finger printed, and my parents were called and I was in some deep stuff. I remember going home and all those
Life as I knew it so far was great, but now to introduce my family, First lets start off with dad, I would say that he was a working stiff, I mean he works really hard at what he does, and I don’t know if he realizes it or not, but I really admire him for all the long hours and stress he has put into his job. It keeps us in a nice home and lets us have nice things that we didn’t deserve. Mom, well what can you say about her? She works for the school here in Frederick. She is the school accountant, and I know she works very hard, and feels under appreciated but she isn’t. Who else could keep this family running like clock work. My Brother Charlie, basic all American poster child, an athlete, an A student in school, and popular with the kids, everything you could want to be. But be wary, the higher up in the clouds you are the bigger the down-ward spiral will be. My youngest brother Clay, well I see him as an individual, trying to follow the path of the leaders, but trying to go his own way, which I think is right, you should only go your own path and not follow, and I think he will achieve all his goals. Grand-Ma Love well let me say this, and I know she was the best because her heart was always in the right place, she never had anything negative to say, with her love of bridge and humming birds, she was a well eduacated and very lovely person, she passed a way a year or two ago, and she will be greatly missed. Well Grand-pa Love, was an old fashioned, Texas A&M, hard workin’, straight shootin’ country boy. Who knew a thing or two about a thing or two. Well as you know all families have stories, well not mine, but anyways on with the story.
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