There is this place called Moffat. It’s in Colorado in the St. Luis valley. I love it there everything is so artsy and real. The people there won’t try to kid you on or anything. Everything is so real. Its next to a place called Crestone. This may sound weird but everything there just seems so enlightening. It’s a very light and bouncy feeling everything is always sunny, it’s almost spiritual. I can barely tell you exactly how I feel about this place. It kind of makes you feel like everything is going to be alright.
It’s a very small area because most of it is cattle land and dirt roads. It’s very interesting because I haven’t seen that many religions in one place. It’s funny because everyone waves when you pass by, everyone is always smiling. It’s just a very light and sunny place. I also really like it because everyone is mellow.
It probably has the smallest school I have ever seen too. There are about 10 seniors graduating this year. One of them is my step sister Katharine (Kat for short). Pretty much everyone gets money for collage there too because the classes only have two or three people, so the students get more help, and end up learning more. So maybe if I had decided to start going there I can get scholarships and money for college. It seems like a good idea to me.
My step grandma is really good artist and (like all grandmas) makes amazing food. Everything she makes is homemade, especially her breads. My grandma makes dummies out of clay and is a very good teacher for drawing and painting. To be honest I really don’t like to learn art stuff from anyone else now. She really seems to get me about that stuff. Plus she’s kinda crazy, but so is pretty much everyone else in Moffat, and that’s what I like.
I hate when you talk about Colorado.
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