I have a connection with the town I grew up in when I was younger, Marion, OH. I lived there from about the age of 2 to fourth grade. I grew up near my elementary school and was very close with all the people that I met. I lived there with my dad, mom, and sister; my grandparents also lived about a five minute drive away. I have a close connection with my elementary school Indian Mound and the playground there, that has a small forest growing on the outer edge. My friend Tricia and I would spend every recess in that forest making up concoctions out of our left over lunch to try to "save" the trees and help them grow. We would slather our concoctions on leaves then glue them to the trees to "heal" them (we wanted to save the world).
I also have a close connection to my grandparents old house (they have moved since I've moved out of Marion). I spent at least an hour there everyday. It was a large house, very old, located on an acre of land. On this land stood a beautiful flower garden, shared by my grandfather and their neighbor, and a extremely large oak tree from which there was a tree swing. There was so many nooks and crannies in this house which me and my sister hid in during hide and seek. This is the place I learned to ride my bike, to roller skate, climb trees, where i got a leech stuck to my ankle, and where i tripped and landed on a gutter and had to get my first stitches. I loved this small town and still do. It has a great sense of community and is very pretty and old fashioned. I hope one day to be able to return there and take a walk around and once again visit all my old favorite spots.
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