The House Up Top We didn't always live on East Hind Drive. Before that we lived in a lovely house on Waiholo Street, and before that I can't remember. I don't remember my family having dinner in the Waiholo House. I don't remember coming home after school to it. I don't remember sharing a room in that house with my sister. I don't remember anything about that house, but I imagine it was beautiful. Like the house up top. We live in a valley now, with many old people. About ninety percent of the population is over seventy, but I don't mind. All of my neighbors watch over the community very well. They walk around at night to make sure everything is peaceful, and are friendly about it if things aren't. Up top is very different though. Not one person over fifty lives up on the mountaintops. Thirty-year-old millionaires who inherited loads of money own every house. They have gorgeous mansions that tower over everything in the valley like beach umbrellas. This is how I imagine the Waiholo House. We owed that house for a while, but moved after I was born, so technically the Waiholo House is my home. I love my home. Well, I loved it when I had it. And I will get my home back some day. I know I will spend my life in my home eventually. But I don't want to be like all those phony millionaires living up top. I don't want to inherit all of the money I need and spend my days lounging around doing nothing. That's not the life for me. I want to work hard, go to college, get a career, and one day be able to buy back my home. I know I can do it. And I know I will.MOUNTAINS, I LOVE EM
We didn't always live on East Hind Drive. Before that we lived in a lovely house on Waiholo Street, and before that I can't remember. I don't remember my family having dinner in the Waiholo House. I don't remember coming home after school to it. I don't remember sharing a room in that house with my sister. I don't remember anything about that house, but I imagine it was beautiful. Like the house up top.
We live in a valley now, with many old people. About ninety percent of the population is over seventy, but I don't mind. All of my neighbors watch over the community very well. They walk around at night to make sure everything is peaceful, and are friendly about it if things aren't. Up top is very different though. Not one person over fifty lives up on the mountaintops. Thirty-year-old millionaires who inherited loads of money own every house. They have gorgeous mansions that tower over everything in the valley like beach umbrellas. This is how I imagine the Waiholo House. We owed that house for a while, but moved after I was born, so technically the Waiholo House is my home. I love my home. Well, I loved it when I had it. And I will get my home back some day.
I know I will spend my life in my home eventually. But I don't want to be like all those phony millionaires living up top. I don't want to inherit all of the money I need and spend my days lounging around doing nothing. That's not the life for me. I want to work hard, go to college, get a career, and one day be able to buy back my home. I know I can do it. And I know I will.