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The House in Peru Essays

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As I approached the front porch, to the right of the porch was a small garden, which was located below a window, and both the front porch and the garden were covered by a big, pointy fence. To my left the garage door would stand, which I’ve never seen open. Finally in between the garden and the garage stood a door. The door lead to my excitement, so I rushed up to the front porch, opening the gate and walking up 2 big steps, to awaiting my grandmother standing by the door, waiting to greed me. My grandparents’ home was the most important thing in my life, this place is all I recognize from the time I lived in Peru. I left Peru when I was 6 years old, and after a long haul of six years, I visited my grandparent’s place. When I went back…show more content…
I recall playing with her under the couch, or in her room. But even though it seemed like Graisy would live forever, she sadly passed away on May 2013. When I heard that she perished, a part of my childhood shattered from my memories. Another thought that brings me back to the old house would be my grandmother’s marketplace. Her store was always fulfilled with sweets and she would grand me spare candy every so often. When I woke from my dreams I would go to the marketplace to greed her. If she wasn’t there, then she would be in the kitchen preparing breakfast. All these memories are from my youth. These stories are what I told my friends about, “this was my past, my memories.” In 2010 I visited my grandparent’s place, they were very thrilled to see my family growing up, their smiles is what makes me keep moving through my struggles in life. I want to make my grandparents proud, and I want them to smile every time I come back. Seeing their smiles made me realize how important they are to me. It wasn’t the marketplace that I commemorate but it was my grandmother who I awaited. It wasn’t the couch that I looked for, it was the dog who sat under it. After living in United States and coming back to Peru I realized that my grandparents lived in a very indigent neighborhood, but yet I see their home to be the wealthiest. A part that I don’t recall as a child was the second floor, which held five rooms, they were used
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