I started my life in Lino Lakes. A cute little suburban town, just north of the twin cities. The streets are lined with houses of varying sizes. My house fell in the middle, it fit my family perfectly. My house consisted of two floors, with 3 bedrooms. Although one was just used as a playroom for all of our toys. My sister and I had our own bedroom but we never used it. We always slept with my mom. It was something that just made us all feel closer, starting and ending our days together. I also like to believe it kept my mom company with my dad traveling so much for work, and softball. It was something my sister and I held on to for a long time. I stopped sleeping in her room when I was around 11 years old. For me it was a comfort thing, her bed always made me feel so safe. …show more content…
She was my first friend. I would always play at her house in her crawl space with her cats, or out in the huge tree house her parents built for her and her little sister. We had sister the same age too. Her and I had many adventures together for years until she moved away. Once I started kindergarten I met another little girl named Morgan. From that moment on, the two of us were basically inseparable. We would do everything together. That neighborhood made me very independent. Since everyone knew each other, everyone looked out for each other. Morgan and I would ride our bike together to the park, or the local gas station alone when we were around 7 or 8. I was very independent because of all the freedom I was given as a child. I still see myself as a very independent person and I believe growing up in Lino Lakes has a lot to do with