Old house

mom and I pack the last of our things from our now old house. At the time we were living in a 2 story condo in Issaquah. We had been living here for many years, but our landlord had come back from Africa and gave us a week's notice that he was moving into our house. Forcing us to try and find a house in a HURRY!!!!Luckily my mom was able to find a house that was about 20 minutes away from our home in Issaquah. This house wasn't a normal sized house that we found. It was gigantic. Over 4,000 square

The house was atop a small old hill. Surrounding the house was a once neatly kept metal fence, now all rusted and covered in overgrown foliage. An old worn gravel pathway lead straight to the door. Weather had taken its toll on the house. The bricks were worn and faded from their original color of red. The door was barely hanging onto its hinges, and the windows were cracked and broken. Jackie and Joe got out of their old black Ford Mustang. Jackie’s long blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail. She

The lesson that earthquake gave me was to live life satisfyingly and prepare for what’s coming. During the period of incident, I was living in down floor apartment of four stored building with my mother and sister. The house was recently built. The surrounding houses were old which were built in primitive way. In Saturday, it was good sunny day and holiday we were having launch with my mother and sister. My father was living in abroad. We all had plan for the holiday, I was planning to meet my

Charleston, West Virginia, had its own dark history. Having lived his entire life in the two-story house on the edge of town, Ernest Cassidy was familiar with the myths, legends, and lies about his city and was always quick to defend it. The mysteries began years earlier when Dr. Ronald Hackney, a local surgeon came up missing. One morning, when he failed to arrive at the office, his nurse called the house looking for him. Finding his car in the garage with the keys in it, his wife called the police

sitting there too, it's old tracks, white steam, lingers, the train engine still beats and booms with every tired stride. One side of the tracks lays the great beyond that passes the mountaintops and even the sun, but on the other side lays my dear little town- the houses both weary and warm, holding artifacts from the past; covered in that dark, sorrowful, coal dust and the desperation that looms over the old clock tower. On Main street resides “Little Switzerland” with houses staggering over the ridge

of my parents’ house. Becoming independent for the first time was great. My first apartment was small; it had a one bedroom, and my rent was affordable. When I moved in to the apartment, I smelled the fresh paint on the walls, I see that it had two windows and carpet that felt soft on my feet. I had an old neighbor that lived next door to me to whom I started to become friends. His named was Joe and we would always set around talk and have strawberry cheesecake. Ponderosa Steak House was where I was

First Day of school Fifth grade 2015-2017. So, this summer a lot has happened. First, I moved three miles away from my old house, which was not that different except for the fact that there are only five other houses on this one street neighborhood. Unlike my old house where there were tons of houses in the enormous neighborhood. Then after all that I switched schools because I had more friends that went to the other school

by the dented stop sign, the third house on the left, the one with the loose brick by the chimney. The one with the black doors and the black roof and the dark bricks and the windows with a white trim- it looks like a distorted face staring at the empty space ahead. That’s my house. The one with the misshapen, nearly dead tree, that taps and scratches at the window when the wind blows, like a spirit warning me to escape while I still can. That’s my house. The house that gives people the chills when

It’s hard to sleep at night after seeing a neighbor’s house devastated by termites. Thousands of dollars worth of damage is not uncommon when a home is invaded by tiny wood eaters. If your neighbor’s house was damaged by termites recently, you are likely worried about your home becoming the next casualty. Don’t let your house suffer the same fate as your neighbor’s. Follow the advice below to keep termites away from your home. Keep Your Yard Dry Termites are more likely to invade your property

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