My mourn, my memories, my place.

Mourning, memories, a place hopefully not forgotten. A place where no worries are to be found. A place where the playground is a jungle of fun. My first elementary school- Jackson Elementary, in Greeley, Colorado. Wow, it feels only as if I was there a month ago, not 11 years ago.
The playgorund was the best place to make frineds and have fun. The wood chips, plastic slides, sand boxes, and friends; that was my sanctuary. It was my place to get away. Away from the letters and numbers. From the colors and shapes. Where I had to sit for 7 hours on end, which really seemed like days.
I remember most of it, but sadly cannot remember it all. I remember the teachers, the peers, the friends, the events, the things we'd call accidents, and the overall experience. I wouldn;t change it for the world. Yes, it may not have been the best at the time, and may not have been some place where I was forever, but it is my past. It makes me, me. It shaped who I would grow up to be.
I can remember some times that, well can't really be explained and then there is the times i will NEVER forget. There was this one time when we were all lined up waiting to be escorted to lunch and my friend, at the time, didn;t feel oh so well. As we were walking out he got sick; and it wasn't like when someone ususlaly gets sick, yes he up-chucked, but it was different, I doubt anyone would like a description, so I will keep it to myself. It was just nothing that I had ever, or still have, ever seen.
The other unforgettable memory that was horifying but missed was at recess. It was with my best friend, Stella. We were in first grade and the sand box was our place to get away, forget everything and have fun. So we were just having a grand ol' time when we both started to itch and have this uncontrolable pain. We didn't know at the time but we sat on a little kids fear, a red ant hill. The ants started to run up pur bodies and bite. It was itchy and painful, but now that I look back at it, it was kinda funny.
This place, with the pain, the sicknesses, the abnormaties, the friends, and the memories... it's a place I wish I could go back to. A place where I just hope to visit someday again. See what has changed, and what has stayed the same. It's always running through my mind. It always brings back the thought of being a kid again, how every place, in everyones life, has special menaing, little or big.