Since I was five I resided in the countryside of Wisconsin, where the grass grew wild andthe animals roamed freely. I loved how I could wonder around without restraints, without care.Living in the country gave me freedom.
In Wisconsin Dells boundaries didn’t exist, just wide open space that let you breathe in anenormous amount of fresh air. I never wanted to leave the country I felt too close with the earth. When I went with my parents to the city during the summer I hated the inside of my home. The small apartment’s walls would close around me, leaving no room to breathe or move. The country was the exact opposite and I believed I truly lived in heaven.
Wisconsin, where all my friends lived, brings back countless thoughts of my past. I knew my three best friends since kindergarten and we had so many good memories. My home and entire life dwelled in Wisconsin I didn’t know how to survive in any other place. Shattering into little pieces, my world in the countryside would soon be over.
When my parents told me that I was moving it came as a shock to me. They told me that my grandparents couldn’t live in their house anymore. I was a child I didn’t understand why they couldn’t live in the place that they had lived in for so many years. Years later I understood why, they didn’t have money to pay the bills. I assumed that we would go back, that everything would be fine but it wouldn’t be.
My family moved to Waukegan, Illinois a city where there more streets than trees. I feltfine where we lived; we at least had trees around out apartment building. I could still see the insects, birds, and the grass and that’s all I needed. I lived here for about year and half and then I moved to El Paso, Texas, a city that I could compare to hell.
On the airplane to El Paso my mom told me that the city was a desert. I heard about deserts in science class, cacti grow with pretty flowers, sand consume the ground, and the sun always shines. I still thought the city would have trees for me to climb but when I left the airport I became shaken. The city appeared to have no green anywhere I wanted to cry when I saw, what I believed, a lifeless city. Where were the trees that seemed to touch the sky, where did the different creatures live, and where was the wide open spaces? This really couldn’t be a place where people lived.
After living in El Paso for a couple of year I still think that this place parallels to hell. I found the open spaces and I think the mountains look beautiful but I still can’t call this city home. El Paso still seems dead and I need to live in a place where I can be alive.
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