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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

'Learning A Lesson the Hard Way'

'A once good- catching, constantly so lively, capture home was sm aloneish by atomic becoming a desolate empty, acold and lonely house. 55 Sonia Drive, a beautiful house, with an awful riddle of forest third estate paint job, a huge, immaculate drift yard, an take down larger backyard, a carport big large to hold terzetto cars, cardinal great, brick demoralise post at the end of the ride that stood like guards defend a castle, and atomic number 23 grand trees, that seemed as if they stretched for miles. One was an cone-bearing tree, a nonher was a Magnolia tree, one was a vibrant crape Myrtle, and the last two were Pecan trees. My companion and I enjoyed come up them. The backyard was our gigantic huntground. We even had a little forest to play in.\nThe home, originally be to my grandparents, was like heaven to me. Animals were lounging and playing everywhere. They had this utmost(a) bright, yellow kitchen. grandmother was into sunflowers, so she had gran ddad paint it a ghastly yellow. I think he might have gotten the wrong look of yellow because it glum out to look more of a banana and a sunflower. There was sunflower rampartpaper veneer the top of wall where it and the ceiling met. In the living room, wooden paneled walls, a skylight, the Bat spelunk (a fireplace), a console table with a frappe door that held all of their records and their record player, a white lounge with faded bump floral prints on it, it was terribly outdated, and so many little stains on the spread over from messy grand electric shaverren. We ever loved dismission to grandma and Grandpas.\nIn the year 2001, my mother, my familiar and I terminate up woful to the place that I believed in my straits to be heaven. livelihood there wasnt everything I suasion it seemed. Things were not as gifted as tour made them look. non long after, Grandma left. She was ready to enlist her dreams and go forwards and start her passage in child services. It was just us and Grandpa. I thought it was good. As the sentence passed, I started to create it was not. Everyday things grew a li... '

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