Old White House- Victoria Chamberlain

     Growing up I don't remember moving much, but I know my mother and I did quite a few times. We lived in my family home in Caraway after I was born. I then moved into an apartment in Jonesboro, but I don't remember it much other than it being right across from where my mother worked at the time. I asked my mom about it and she says she even blocks out memories of living there. After living in Jonesboro, we moved back to Caraway into the same house. We lived there for a while, then moved in with my brothers' father across Caraway. I hated that place and stayed with my aunt more than I stayed "home." We then moved back into the family home and my brothers' father moved in with us.
           I've lived in a few different houses in my lifetime, but I've always gone back to the same family house in Caraway on School Street. This was the first house I ever lived in. An old white house that my family built back in the 1950s. It's changed many times through all of the different moves, so I tell you about the layout from when I last lived there.
    When you first go through the front door you walk into the living room. The living room was always changing. We moved furniture all the time, and my mom still does to this day. To your left when you first walk into the living room is a door. This door leads to my mom's (and used to be step dad's, but we don't talk about him) room. You walk in and she has a big ole bed that takes up 70% of the room. You can walk out of her room through her other door. When you walk out of this door the tiny, crammed bathroom is to your left and my old room is right down the hallway.
     In my old room I had my bed against the wall on the left side of the room away from the door. I had my fish tank on my dresser when you first walk in and two bookshelves. One was built into an old windowsill and the other my grandpa built for me when I was a baby. When you walk out of my room the kitchen is to the right. This is where we crammed an oven, fridge, table, small freezer, and our washer and dryer. We had a laundry room, but we only had a two bedroom house and my brothers had to sleep somewhere. We moved them into the laundry room with bunk beds. It kinda sucked for them, but they have my old room now.
     I moved out for various reasons about a year and a half ago and I currently live with my aunt. We are building onto my moms house and adding a bedroom, bathroom, and an extra room. I miss living in that house because it is my childhood home and I miss my dog and family. However, it's more peaceful at my aunt's house and I have my cat, fish, and my stupid rat. I have the option of moving back in once the house is finished, but I'm still making up my mind. Yeet.