Elverta, California is home... to me at least.
I grew up in a house that my grandparents bought before my mom was born and then my mom lived in all of her life and her children lived in most of their lives... before we ventured out.
Home is three houses away from a horse ranch, and also behind a pig farm... Home happens to have no sidewalks and the road was last paved when I was about 11 years old... I remember because I was walking home from school one day with my best friend and the pavement was still sticky... there were black bubbles and my shoes stuck a little like I had stepped in soda or something.
The town is in Sacramento but not exactly... its right on the border between Sacramento County line and Pleasant Grove line. There are HUGE amounts of empty field and dust gathers in the house like it belongs there. The house I grew up in has 5 bedrooms (two that were added on) and two bathrooms (one added on) and a half acre of land... Being that my family is made of pack rat freaks we had our fair share of junk in the backyard... cars... motorhomes... just general garbage... it was horrible... now its all cleaned up though :D
I wouldn't trade that place for anything <3
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