Ten years I’ve spent in this house. As I look around I can see memories in every spot. The dusty toys that barely even look recognizable, the old, rusted game consoles that don’t even work anymore. This was my home, and leaving it hurts more than anything I could ever imagine. Nothing hurts more than this. As I shut the door to the house, I reach for the keys. I can feel a tear rush to my eye. I go to lock the door, but something stops me…