when I was little we used to live in a yellow little house in downtown, it was in a super pretty neighbourhood and was near a beach I don’t remember it much because I was only a baby but my dad would take me for drives and we would pass it, it was a very pretty house. We moved out of that house and moved into a house that was up the road from where I live now the only memory I have there is driving an electric car around with my brother and trying to swerve it out of the road before a car came and hit it. the house we live in now I’ve remembered the most because I’ve lived in it the longest, its a nice house is kinda big but not many places to hangout, the backyard is on a slant because people put the pipes in weird so we had to dig up the pipes re do them and start again. we have plans to put in a bunch of new things like a fire pit and stuff because most the time people spend time outside because the living room gets stuffy fast and it annoying