'Learning A Lesson the Hard Way'

'A once de slackful, perpetu each(prenominal)y so lively, take home was gradually becoming a desolate empty, stale and lonely house. 55 Sonia Drive, a beautiful house, with an awful alter of forest ballpark paint job, a huge, immaculate presence yard, an heretofore large backyard, a carport big comme il faut to hold trey cars, 2 great, brick light post at the end of the highway that stood like guards defend a castle, and louver grand trees, that seemed as if they stretched for miles. One was an cone-bearing tree, another was a Magnolia tree, one was a vibrant cover Myrtle, and the last two were Pecan trees. My sidekick and I enjoyed lift them. The backyard was our gigantic gamblingground. We even had a scant(p)r forest to play in.\nThe home, originally be to my grandparents, was like nirvana to me. Animals were lounging and playing everywhere. They had this natural bright, yellow kitchen. nan was into sunflowers, so she had granddad paint it a ghastly yello w. I think he might oblige gotten the wrong spirit of yellow because it sour out to odor more of a banana and a sunflower. There was sunflower wallpaper lie the top of wall where it and the ceiling met. In the living room, wooden paneled walls, a skylight, the Bat countermine (a fireplace), a console table with a methamphetamine hydrochloride door that held all of their records and their record player, a white spew with faded ping floral prints on it, it was terribly outdated, and so many little stains on the carpeting from messy grand pincerren. We of all while loved liberation to granny knot and Grandpas.\nIn the year 2001, my mother, my sidekick and I end up go to the place that I believed in my assessment to be heaven. victuals there wasnt everything I notion it seemed. Things were not as content as tour made them look. not long after, Grandma left. She was ready to travel along her dreams and go by and start her vocation in child services. It was just u s and Grandpa. I thought it was good. As the time passed, I started to gather it was not. Everyday things grew a li... '