Childhood homes come in all shapes and sizes.
Some are bigger and some are smaller.
Some are happy, some are filled with pain.
Some hold memories of a ruined childhood.
What they all have in common is that they shape us;
The children that grew up in them.
This is my story.
The story of my childhood home.
But most of all its the story of how I leave it behind.
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