Memoir Intro

We all came to a stop when we saw the statue. The statue looked like a goddess, standing tall and white as snow. The statue looked so powerful and almost out of place in the small backyard of our not so fancy neighborhood. The statue was facing a window on the left side of the brown house, surrounded by huge palm tress and green grass. The statue must have been five feet tall, over powering my little body with all of her goddess like features. She was dressed in what looked like drapes and her hair was up in braids. My sister was convinced that if we stood there any longer the Greek goddess would steal our soul, Kelsey agreed.