Story 16 The Making Of Tara
I grew up in a small town where nothing really happened. It was a nice upbringing far away from the inner cities and their problems. My school was safe and since I was very young, I would walk to school by myself. My parents seldom locked the doors and on the weekends there were neighborhood BBQ’s. My friends and I would play street hockey outside our houses or football in a nearby park.
As far as girls went there were a few but since it was such a small town everyone was concerned about their image. Sure, we would hold hands in a cinema, or kiss behind a tree at school but nothing more than that. When I was seventeen I began looking outside the town for universities where I could get a degree in architecture which interested me. I had always been good at drawing and I would use my friends, or a house, or anything else as a model.
Of the girls who were available one of my favorites was the girl next door.