I looked everywhere
The empty house
Dark and abandoned
On top of the hilltop
Haunted by the looks of it
Vacant for who knows how long
Part of me tells me this was my home
A feeling I can't seem to shake off
Vague yet familiar, I can't truly explain it
Trying to find what I missed
Finding parts of me I didn't know to exist
Spider webs fill the window panes
Dust covers all the furniture
Books fill a shelf in the study
Snooping an old snapbook catches my eye
Flipping through the pictures
They were taken decades ago
One catches my eye as I look at it closely
Memories begin to come back suddenly
Another life; Another time
Author Bio:
Mayra Garibo is a young writer from Arizona.