Silence fills the room, the space that once was filled with laughter and the pitter patter of little children's feet is now filled with the background noise of the voice playing on the screen and the humming sound from the fan that wasn't properly set up. The rooms that once where filled with the bodies of children, in a corner a little blue car is left behind. Stains are left on the wall that once held up the memories that where made here. Boxes of old movies and dishes get shuffled into a moving truck, a tear falls down your cheek snapping you back to reality.You take one look around closing the door behind on what once was as you walk towards what will now be, remembering that no matter where you move to home will always be where the heart is.
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Kassie Leaks
Hello I am a mother of five currently working on a book. I love photography and writing and being able to express myself. Dive into my mind. Enjoy.
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