Backyard

Backyard

Before my parents bought the land, it had a nice little cabin on it and a nice front yard. The backyard was terrible, it was huge and muddy back there. Every time it rained it would fill each water hole all the way to the top. It overflowed into streams and the dirt got wet and it would be muddy for the rest of the year.
Then my parents bought the cabin and we lived in a camp house on the property for awhile. We tore down the house with an old Ford pickup we called Old Blue. We brought the wood to the backyard and had a barn fire. We waited for the barn fire to go out . Then the next day we took our four wheeler out and met our neighbor to go muddin . We drove back and forth to his house and the backyard. We went to my grandmother’s backyard where a lot of tree’s had been dropped . They were buried in the mud and we called that area Godzilla even though it’s behind my grandmother house its still our backyard. We picked up all the limbs and put them in a burn pile. My dad brought down his Toyota , it had speakers in the back of the truck. We started the barn fire, After a while we decided to have a marshmallow fight with our friends, parents, aunt, and uncle. The truck got stuck in the mud and we couldn’t get the truck out until the next day. So when we went to get it out, I took my bike down there and rode it home covered in mud. We had fun in our backyard.
By
Jared Gray