Where I'm From

I am from the dryer, the salsa jar and a cave.

I am from the hole your mouse lives in.

I am from the wind ,the breeze that flows through the air.

I am from the song my dad sings and the things we joke about, from the things my baby sister does.

i am from apartment #6 and the house we have now.

From the monster that comes out at night.

From the day I pushed my sister off a tree, the scratch on her stomach, and the day I lost my sister.

I am all my memories that have in my head.