Forest Of Memories

Personal memory by Yann Duran

2012Dorado, Puerto Rico

When I was a young kid, I used to love playing outside with my friends. We especially liked playing in the small forest we had in our neighborhood. We would play hide and seek, and even climb trees. I was really sad when that forest started getting destroyed. First, it started with a neighborhood mom paying someone to cut off the branches from the trees because they were "too dangerous". Within a year, the entire forest was cut down so they could build a new house on the neighborhood. Whenever I go back to visit I always get reminded of all the great memories my friends and I made there before it was destroyed.