A small, 1-story house, also the first house, and where I was born.
I had my first dog there, his name was Sammy.

Next was the house on Cypress, the second house, this one was a little bigger. This was the house where my parents divorced, my dad went back to the small house for a while. We had a pear tree in the back and a peanut shaped front yard.

During this time my grandma’s was like a second home. She would take care of me and my sister almost everyday, we’d play in the creekin her backyard and do arts and crafts in the kitchen.

On Robhil Dr, the nicest home we’ve been in, it’s much bigger than
both of the previous homes. One of the best memories was
it was still being built we had a snowball fight.

Now, the house has changed in small ways, like the color of the exterior. We have a new kitten but I’m not home much anymore, I’ve started working, trying to get my own small, 1-story home.