I was born and raised in Bakersfield, California until I was 18. I move to Missouri after I graduated from High School to be with my mother. I had lived with my Step-father since I was 13 years old, but now I'm really getting home-sick. I haven't seen any of my friends or other family members for 6 years already. Anyways, that is not why I've been getting home-sick though. I miss being so close to the Ocean and being able to go to the Beach to go surfing. I miss the sand between my toes, the wind blowing through my hair, the sound of the waves. I really miss the rush when I head into the water with my surf board knowing that when I'm out there waiting for that perfect wave before my Step-father will yell it's time to go. While I'm out there just sitting there waiting it gave me the time to think to set my mind free for awhile. The way my spirit just aloud me to be me I can't explain it just made me fell free. I miss it so much.