House Shopping

I was going around Millersport, checking out houses that I was interested in buying. My aunt was showing different places to me, and one of them was the house I grew up in while I was in my elementary school years. We went inside and saw that it had been totally remodeled since I had lived there, with several of the walls and doorways having been moved or changed. The large furnace vent in the middle of the living room was gone now as well. I instinctively went to check out the smaller bedroom first, which was originally my bedroom, before I realized that this would be MY house now and I could have the big bedroom. While we were looking around, I kept hearing knocking at the front door. We both just seemed to ignore it though, as neither of us never went to see who it was or why they were knocking.