Home, Everlasting (Narrative/Descriptive)

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Home, Everlasting Living in the quiet, rolling countryside of Northwest Georgia, some people wouldn't dream of spending their summer vacations anywhere else. With its dense, endless cedar and pine forests, picturesque foothills, and rich history, it was like a real-life portrait of a southern American dream. For me, growing up in said countryside wasn't always a picnic, especially during a particular weekend in the middle of summer breaks throughout my elementary school years. When most kids would be down at the swimming hole, taking in the sweltering sun and plunging into the lukewarm water, or fishing at the river with their families, mine would all be gathered together for a two-day-long extravaganza, or what I liked to call "wasting a weekend of summer vacation." The welcoming and peaceful ambiance of my modest hometown sits about a mile north of the interstate between Atlanta and Birmingham, 20 miles from the closest major city. With no signs of the busy metropolitan hustle-and-bustle even remotely close, life in Small Town, USA, where everybody knows everybody, was relatively simple and, for the most part, fairly dull. Besides being bordered by rail lines and churches in every direction, the streets of downtown found themselves delicately contoured by old row shops turned into make-shift government buildings and struggling businesses. It's not quite a haven for successful or well-known persons, but my family was always the type to be completely content with “just getting by.” We lived off a dusty dirt road on a small, six-acre farmstead about three miles outside of town. Roughly four and a half acres of the land was rows of various crops and fruit trees, and the rest of the property, front and center, was for our four houses and an expansive community space to entertain. The houses were set up in sort of a semi-circle formation from the street, a large,
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