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Personal Narrative: My Favorite Place In My Backyard

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I have picked my backyard because when I was younger it was my favorite place to be at. I used to go out there and play any kind of game, but my favorite thing was playing soccer. My feelings about going out there was something amazing, some other kids would rather play video games and doing some other stuff, but all I wanted to do was to go out in my backyard and just enjoy there. Just like my love for soccer has changed even though I still love it but it is different, and i do not really play out there anymore. Then I started to grow up and the feeling kind of changed, it was not that amazing anymore, but still enjoyed going out there just to play soccer. The more I grew the less excited I was, I knew the feeling was different, but I realized I was growing up. The week end was even …show more content…

I remember when I admire the tall trees and thought how amazing they were. All my imaginations out there are gone. I used to appreciate so much my backyard that I thought it was one of the best things in life and I was really like to have it. The time used to fly out there, now if I go it feels like the times does not move that fast. I do not see anything to do like I used to, I used to imagine how the trees were my soccer goals, I used to sit under them and just relax and enjoy there, now I just see simply trees, in the autumn and winter they will lose their leaves and get them back in the spring and summer. I just see a normal process, I just see a normal backyard. My conclusion is that things does not change, it is our perspective of things what change, because of what we learn or just because is part of growing up, looking back to those days makes me miss it so much, but we have to keep moving forward and even the things that make us so happy and we appreciate so much today might not feel the same to us in a

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