ameliablake08
The first thing that comes to mind is my Granny's patio. Old, a little smelly, always terribly hot in the summer. It was on that patio that my little brother cut his earlobe open on an old air conditioner. It was on that patio that my cousins and I played with the old, almost creepy stuffed animals that sat on lumpy couches, untouched until we visited. It was on that patio that the Christmas gifts were