The first house that I lived in I will never forget, It wasn't the actual house that is memorable, but the back yard. In all honesty there wasn't much to our back yard, just the typical swing set and slides, but what lie behind the back yard was a magical place, well to my sister and I. behind the tall hedge that spread across the back of the yard, there was a hill full of trees and moss, and there wasn't much to it. My sister and I were able to turn it into our playground, we spent years and years playing back there and not 1 other soul ever saw it. When we played there we were the kings, and we saw it as our kingdom. My sister and I believed it was our land, we made huts, and pull systems all across the land. It was one of my favourite things about my childhood because it was all too good to be true. When my Parents announced that we would be moving me and my sister were heart broken, but upon finding out that there were new kids moving in we drew up a map of our kingdom to give to them. To anyone else this place would have never earned a second glance, but to my sister and eye, it was a kingdom where our imaginations ran freely!
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