Personal Narrative: My Red Home

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When I think about my red house, a free and easy feeling rushes over. Worries consisted of macaroni being too hot, swinging too high, and Dora, my first dog, pooping in my room. With bookshelves filled with stuffed animals and countless Pooh Bear toys, I was always content. The playground in my backyard provided days of fun, and nights in my mom and dad’s bed gave me peaceful and comforting sleep, preparing me for the next day of work. The kitchen was where I liked to claim I “worked”. Although I didn’t do a lot of the actual cooking, I liked to be there while my mom was. A love for cooking and baking developed at a young age, around the same time I realized I wanted to be just like my mom. The song “Best Day” by Taylor Swift perfectly describes…show more content…
My dad had lived there for many years, and after not seeing him for a while, I decided to spend a few summers down there. Years prior to first going down to Eufaula, I felt alone and broken not having my dad with me, and not knowing a whole other side to my life; his family. My Grandma’s, “Mimi”, house was always filled warm blankets and warm hearts. The smell of fresh fruit and the warm comfort of Mimi’s hugs were all I needed to know that I had found my true home. The family I had not known for so long became I huge part of who I was. “Sweet Home Alabama,” by Lynyrd Skynyrd, a classic, gives the overall feeling of Eufaula. “Lord I’m coming home to you,” rings true, because when in Eufaula, I always felt whole and at home. Eufaula became my stability, my fallback. On the other side of the country, or on the other side of the door, I knew if I was having a bad day, I could call or run into Eufaula’s loving arms. Phillip Phillips’ “Home” depicts my home in Eufaula with these lyrics: “Don't pay no mind to the demons/ They fill you with fear/ The trouble it might drag you down/ If you get lost, you can always be found/ Just know you’re not alone/ Cause I’m going to make this place your home.” No matter what trouble came about, Eufaula gave me the support I needed and was the solid finishing touches to the young woman that was growing to

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