Moving to a new town can be hard for anyone. However, this town wasn’t completely new to me. I was born here. My family moved from Crael, Alabama to Southern California when I was 4 years old. My parents were both overachievers & my older sister fit the mold of the perfect daughter.
After graduating high school I didn’t go to college. Instead I chose to follow my dream of becoming a star. Music was my passion. I got my big break when I auditioned for a popular singing competition show. I came in 3rd place, but got a big label album deal the following week. People liked my voice & my fashion style. I could drastically alter my appearance, making it hard to recognize me from one day to the next.
Fast forward several years & here I was, back at the start. I could barely remember Crael. My sister would tell me scary stories about its penitentiary, built in the late 1800s. Horrible things happened there & that was why it was shut down.
I decided to take a drive around the city before I moved into the home I rented; sight unseen.
I remembered the gas station. It still looked the same. I’d tag along with my sister when she’d go there to buy snacks. The station, however, really needed to update their signs. Filling my tank took a huge chunk out of my wallet.
I was surprised to see an Italian restaurant across the street named, “Mama Mias” I wondered if an Alabama restaurant could do Italian food justice?
I felt a bit nostalgic as I drove past the hospital where I was born. The roach coach outside was a cute touch. Perhaps Crael wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I loved the 1950′s style of the diner. The movie theater was gorgeous. And I didn’t see security guards outside of Leistone bank, so I suppose it was safe.
I was compelled to make one last stop before I headed home. I parked in front of the infamous penitentiary. I expected it to look dilapidated or be boarded up, but it wasn’t. Could Crael have re-opened it? The thought gave me goosebumps.
Finally, I drove in the direction of my home. I parked my car off-street & made sure the anti-theft system was activated. I noticed how close the row homes were. I prayed my neighbors weren’t noisy or rowdy. As I stood on the steps, of my new home, I held my breath, hoping for the best.
When I went inside I saw it wasn’t horrible, but it was an enormous step down from the 4 & 5 star hotels I’d become accustomed too. I closed the door behind me & became depressed. How did I end up here? Well, I’ll save that story for another day.
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