Personal Narrative: The Lake Behind My Childhood Home

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From the time I wake up until I am called in for dinner, I am here. Taking breaks only to use the bathroom, eat, or soak in the beauty that is the lake behind my home. Only here, can I forget the never-ending drama that surrounds my home and family, because while I am here I am consumed within in a book, within nature. While spending my summer days sitting on the dock lost within the new young adult novel, I was able to forget the past trauma, the present trauma, and fear of future trauma. No matter the book, I was able to be transported away from reality into an idealized world that would never be achievable for me. My senses become overwhelmed while experiencing the environment that is the lake behind my childhood house. Feeling the