My Backyard

One and a half acre of land surrounded by woods. The green grass shines vibrantly against the sun. My backyard is where everything happens. It's where I first learned how to play soccer. My dad's first garden patch; where I broke my wrist for the first time. It has blood stains from all the cuts and bruises but it still lives on. When you lay in the grass, it feels cold on your skin on a hot summer day. Nat's slowly surround you as you lat there, absorbing the sun's heat. The feeling of the grass swaying back and forth with the wind makes you forget the world even exists. It's so relaxing that you can even fall asleep and get a nasty sunburn. But besides that, my backyard has millions of memories stored within its soul and more to come.