Too much homework, projects, and deadlines to think about, and I need to go someplace to calm down and relieve my stress. I asked myself, "Where might that be?" Well, it isn't much of a place to really brag about how "beautiful it is" or "how this place gives me inspiration." It's a place where I have fun, be myself, and get to express my feelings with. My special place is Manokihikihi Way. Yes, it's a street and I know it may seem kinda weird. But there's way more meaning to this place. It's almost hard to explain, to the point that you just need a visual to help you guide the way.
It's dark, street lights are the only source of brightness. There's faint stars in the sky, and the moon, in the shape of a crescent that day, was present. A big tree, in the middle of a circle of houses, as the wind blows and the leaves from the tree start to rustle. Three people, with some type of bond, like a friendship. And when there's a time to see each other on the holidays, they come out of their houses. Each of which is excited to see what we'll be able to do together. Another person comes around to visit, depending on another good memory to be made. Maybe we'll play with playing cards, jam out with music and sing songs together, or maybe just walking around the streets, talking about things that we don't normally talk about with others. We all enjoy it, and it feels like we've been hanging out for hours and hours on end.
Every time there's some type of celebration, like my cousin's birthday, my aunt's birthday, or maybe New Year's, my parents and I go here, which is my auntie's house. But for some weird reason, every time I'm there, I tend to go outside, because I always look for something. My childhood friends. When I was about 7 years old, I visited someone's house that wasn't familiar. I met someone named Jennah, that was almost the same age as me, and instantly became friends. After about 4 years, I met her childhood friend, named Xander, and we instantly clicked as well. I don't have much that I remember of when I was little, so I didn't really know where this place was. I didn't exactly know what it was called, or remembered how it looked like. But when I'm there, I know it's my special place.
I guess my reason for me to make this my special place is because whenever I hang out with my childhood friends, it represents me as the type of person who can get along and meet lots of people. It also represents how I'm friendly in some type of way, even though I barely show it in public. No other place makes me feel this way because my place involves other family members and close loved ones. Whenever I go to other places, they aren't there, so it doesn't make it as special. It's hard to explain, just like trying to explain how my place looks like, but what I know is it has a place in my heart, and it'll always be there.
To this day, I still go to Manokihikihi Way. I go there for the same occasions, and I go there on the weekends when I have time. Jennah's moving to the Mainland in a year, so I don't know what that's going to affect. This is my special place, basically because the people that I met there were very special. I don't know what I'd do if they weren't there with me, whenever there was an occasion. I would probably feel very horrible and I wouldn't be able to express myself as much anymore. This was my escape from the real world, my Querencia, and I don't have any plans to change it.
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