Picture Prompt Day 33 - A picture of the house you grew up in
From left to right, me waving 'Hi' to the camera, my sister running around, and my mom seven and a half months pregnant with my brother. The little (currently) unborn stink is the reason we had to move, leaving the only house I had ever lived in, the only school I had gone to my entire life, and almost all of my friends. I wasn't bitter at all. Nope. Not at all.
Funny fact, after we painted our house yellow with green trim (no, we're not sports/Ducks fans, it looked nice) the same color scheme popped up all over the neighborhood and spread all over the city. I felt so ahead of the curve.
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