Old House, Old School

Often I would dream about our old house and my high school, as if I were in them in the present time. I am not certain if this is a curious case of nostalgia or something that might happen in the near future. I would often have dreams about still living in our old house and being a high school student again but this time, my college friends are my classmates.

I loved our old home. I had so much memories there. We used to have a playroom where all our toys lived and there were times that we would hang around our grandmother's room to play there with our toys and or other things children do.

I certainly had good memories in high school as well as bad ones. I sure do miss it because of my friends and the kind people I've encountered there but I do not want to go back there as a student.