Down from the Hill

I feel sad leaving Loyola. This area has always been my home ever since I was a freshman in high school. I don’t feel like moving on but I have no choice. They already moved all my things to the new house.

Last night was my last night in the old Esteban Abada house. I slept with the mattress on the floor because they took my bed. Later I would be coming home to the new one in the valley.

I said my goodbyes to the house and to those we are leaving behind but I don’t want to go.