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Unforgettable
Everyone has unforgettable memories about what happened during their childhood. I have mine too. The house where I grew up was filled with a certain sweetness that gave me an unforgettable childhood. I lived with my grandparents since my mom worked in another city. There were few uncles, aunties and some cousins I loved that house because it provided shelter and rest just like a sanctuary. This house was unforgettable because of its composition, its memories and the firm foundation it establish for my life.
At first, the house stood on the corner of the street filled with flowers as a garden and smelled of candy. An old brick wall house built up for several decades. Located about 200 meters away from the Church, and 150 meters far from the public Library, which served of references. There was a lake at the end of the street, and the sunset directly behind it created a spectacular visual event. The place was quit and people only heard the sound of the bird. The house had two stairs with nine bedrooms and three bathroom. At the top floor, five bedrooms and two bathrooms. One kitchen, two storage rooms, a big living room at the bottom floor, four bedrooms, and one bathroom. The balcony, a peaceful area to study just like at the library. This house stood in the country which is Democratic Rep. of Congo.
Also, the house was full of memories, where family enjoyed company of each other. Just to enter the house means to leave all problem that happened all along the day behind. At this house, girls like boys prepared food, swept the land, or even clean their room and do the dishes without a thought of gender. When the time came to get up for school, we rushed to the bathroom so that the last person to get in was supposed to clean up. Sometimes, we wake up at night around 11pm to cook, and the youngest ones helped the older, but ended up deprived of food. The smell of spicy food comes from the kitchen every night, and that food tasted of
Everyone has unforgettable memories about what happened during their childhood. I have mine too. The house where I grew up was filled with a certain sweetness that gave me an unforgettable childhood. I lived with my grandparents since my mom worked in another city. There were few uncles, aunties and some cousins I loved that house because it provided shelter and rest just like a sanctuary. This house was unforgettable because of its composition, its memories and the firm foundation it establish for my life.
At first, the house stood on the corner of the street filled with flowers as a garden and smelled of candy. An old brick wall house built up for several decades. Located about 200 meters away from the Church, and 150 meters far from the public Library, which served of references. There was a lake at the end of the street, and the sunset directly behind it created a spectacular visual event. The place was quit and people only heard the sound of the bird. The house had two stairs with nine bedrooms and three bathroom. At the top floor, five bedrooms and two bathrooms. One kitchen, two storage rooms, a big living room at the bottom floor, four bedrooms, and one bathroom. The balcony, a peaceful area to study just like at the library. This house stood in the country which is Democratic Rep. of Congo.
Also, the house was full of memories, where family enjoyed company of each other. Just to enter the house means to leave all problem that happened all along the day behind. At this house, girls like boys prepared food, swept the land, or even clean their room and do the dishes without a thought of gender. When the time came to get up for school, we rushed to the bathroom so that the last person to get in was supposed to clean up. Sometimes, we wake up at night around 11pm to cook, and the youngest ones helped the older, but ended up deprived of food. The smell of spicy food comes from the kitchen every night, and that food tasted of