Great Auntie Anne’s House

Auntie Anne's great house has many thoughts and memories since childhood. Many people gave me a new experience and taught me to help me grow my course. My aunt gave me some memories, and I remember it from time to time. The most memorable one is memories of her family's time. I have never found a house like her. The memory I got outside the cabin, in the front door, in the old library, and in the secret room was the most difficult memory to memorize.

I always lived in a different house. I was living with my grandmother when I was pregnant, but after my death I lived with my aunt. Then I moved with my aunt, she helped me find my place, and I was kicked out because I could not pay the rent. This was in 2002. Then I moved to a woman who was a friend of this family. Basically, I have to live with people and evacuation centers throughout my life. So I finally got my place. However, if you lose this house because you can not pay rent at McDonald 's, I will not go back to the original point and overtake my child again. I currently have four children, so there is only one at the beginning

My aunted another story near her death. I think that happened in the house where all of us grew up. Her mother is a teacher on campus, about a quarter mile. Nonetheless, my grandmother was confused about Auntie's reading love. As a girl, Auntie will carefully read each issue of the cover of the local newspaper. "Why do you read all this?" Grandma asked her. "I'm reading over there," she replied. Every ninth anniversary of her, my aunt sent the silk flower to her relatives' tombs and later to her friends. She pointed to our ancestors. She baked Christmas cookies and fudge for all families in our family. A year, at college, I asked if I could help her with biscuits. I saw her recipe (a sour cream of sugar cookie?)! We use sacred cookie cutters - bags with stars and Santa Claus - and even juicy history gossip.

For whatever reason, only her mystery can attract us - it is like an aunt's smell from the other side of the airport or El Pasino of "Godfather III". Yes, cinnamon stuff from Aunt Anne - do not act like you do not know what I mentioned there. Given that your floor can double as your wardrobe, I think this is very interesting, you rarely even remove the Cetaphil bottle from your bedside before she comes around . Suddenly, you noticed that you really did not go to her apartment, and feel that her desk is very likely to be covered with her secret boyfriend's Pic Stitch collage with her It is.