Gone

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
Gone is about having something you hold so dear in your heart suddenly disappearing. This memoir describes what its like to have a place grow up with you and then suddenly disappear forever.

Submitted: October 13, 2013

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Wiping the sleep from my eyes as I wake up at 5:45am sharp throw my sweatshirt over my head and walk outside. I am immediately met by the cool summer air. Feeling a sense of relief as my bare feet hit the cool plastic dock. I am calm, one with nature, one with myself. I take the long 100 foot walk to the edge where I sit down and stick my feet in the icy water of Lake Charlevoix. Embracing everything this beautiful place has to offer. 
Putting on my bathing suit and walking out when the sun is high in the sky. My feet move fast as they briefly hit the hot plastic. Excitement fills the air as I run faster, faster toward the end of the dock. My cousin yells “3, 2, 1 BLAST OFF!” and I frontflip off into the freezing cold water. Climbing out and laying down on the dock, the sun warmed my skin and dried me off. 
At night my feet back in the water. Fireworks booming overhead as my family surrounds me staring in awe at the illuminated sky above. After we all roast gooey yummy marshmallows over a fire. My aunts and uncles tell stories about all of the foolish things they did when they were younger. My grandparents stories of how they met, the war and life growing up. This was one of the few times I have ever felt at home, at peace, and for that matter, happy.
I never realized how good life was until I look back and realize how it is just a memory, just a fantasy inside my head. We sold my cottage 2 years ago. The house was gone, the beach was gone, family summers were gone, but most importantly the dock was gone. 
My family has never been that close. Instead of spending summers on the lake my cousins and I see each other maybe once a month and times have never been the same. We only have memories to hold on to in our minds, in our hearts.  How I long for times to go back to the way they were, simple with no structure as to what was in store for the day, but it was complete. 

 


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