
House on the Hill
Fuzzy memories fill my head from the past years. The chilly breeze of Ohio, the warm hugs of my grandmother, and the days when I saw all my cousins. I was only five then, so all of the memories have perished into nothingness. All except one – my Gaga’s house.
I remember her little house on one of the bigger hills of Ohio. On the front porch, there was a Brutus Buckeye statue, welcoming you into her humble abode. On the inside, there were little candies waiting for me. I would sit with my mom, grandmother, and Gaga for a little while before running off.
I would go to the basement, where there were plenty of old toys for me to play with. As I walked down the stairs, I could faintly remember the wallpaper that was decorated with bright bird paintings.
Once I got into the basement, I looked through boxes of old toys. A stuffed bunny that the cat pooped on, bubbles, a blow up parrot, and some darts. I always played darts, not that I was very good. My dad would say I was “the best he had ever seen” but we both knew that wasn’t true.
My little brother and I once played with the bubbles outside with my Gramma. I got the blow up parrot stuck in the fountain a hundred times and my cousin warned me about the stuffed bunny.
I can remember Gaga’s face clearly. Her kind blue eyes and her short silver hair remind me that she was always there for me. Her gentle smile and warm hugs remind me of days when she knew who she was. I barely got to see her but she was my family and all those little moments were all part of one bigger one: my Gaga’s house.
As I remember these bitter-sweet moments, I now realize that these memories of my family are precious. I’ll remember them forever, even though my Gaga doesn’t anymore. Even though she doesn’t remember me, I’ll never forget her.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWell written. Good descriptions of childhood toys and memories of the same. The writer paints a picture of a house so filled with love that, even though memories are fuzzy, the warmth is still felt and comes through in the writing.

I like your opening lines which sweetly set the scene and tone. So are you also making a pun of the name Gaga?
Thank you! Actually, Gaga is the name we call my great grandmother. My uncle called her that when he was a baby and it just kind of stuck. Again, thanks!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWhat a lovely story of family and tradition! I really appreciate the details of the setting. Each toy described so that the reader can not only see it, but feel its history! The beautiful rolling hills of Ohio. The “Brutus Buckeye” statue! Brilliant. I didn’t know who Brutus Buckeye was, but now I do, and through that statue, I know more about the family in the story. Great writing, great descriptions –… Read more »
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A lovely, simple story, yet so vividly described. It kind of induced a reverse nostalgia in me of my childhood with a loving, close family in a grimy little mining and mill town in Scotland’s winter! Very heart-warming, thank you Leyla.
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Hello, Leyla. I love those precious memories of yours in your Gaga’s house. And the setting on the hill is so cool. Lovely. Well done.
Thank you!! 🙂
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleYou’re welcome, Leyla.
Thanks for sharing your memories from your Gaga’s house, Leila. You are a talented writer and I hope you keep writing.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWhat wonderful memories to have and described so well in your story, Leyla. I love the last line which, although sad, is also very heartwarming. Great writing!
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I love how descriptive this story is, Leyla. Congratulations on your win!
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Congratulations, Leyla! This is a very well written story, full of tenderness and the sweet love of family. The last few lines make it even more special. You have a real gift for description and for detail. Keep writing these wonderful stories!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleCongratulations on your win, Leyla.
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