Prompt 9, Hour 7

Tears rolled down my cheeks,

My car backed out of the drive.

A deep breathe as I waved good-bye.

My first house as an adult,

Leaving it behind.

All I knew was behind me as I shifted into drive.

My car full of boxes, things I forgot for the movers to take.

My tears flowed for quite a while, fearing a mistake.



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