I Am Poem

I am from
A store with so many shirts to choose from but hard to see because of the amount of light,
a school filled with many familiar faces of friends and foes,
The delicious taste of rock candy and
sitting by a big Christmas tree filled with lots of gifts and love.

I am from
A messy room that never seems to get cleaned,
a person sitting on the Rock'n'Rollercoaster in the heart of MGM in Disney World,
Endless hours on my phone talking to my friends and
a girl on a green court wuth a net and racket.

I am
A girl skiing down the powdery Lost Boy ski slope,
Standing in front of a geyser watching it shoot in the air,
Someone whose favorite food is the spicy taste of Mexican and
a person who lived in a suburb northeast of Atlanta in a big brick house.