Our home.

I know I probably tricked you, but the flowers are fake

This home has been my project. 

lots to do.

 The backyardigan.

"the river runs through it"

 this is our hall closet. 

the children that lived here before liked to write on it and everything else.

some kid named Oscar was really loved.

so therefore, i need to paint lots of things.

but, because i like to take on so many things at once, this door has been neglected and has become a last priority. because of my bad decision, the shadow in the dark hallway looks like a person standing there from afar.

im done with the scares. 

it will get done today.