My grandmother’s house has a very special place in my heart. Just about every year I would visit my grandmother who lives in Florida. Her house always seemed to have something about it that set it apart from all the rest. The outside of her house is yellow with brown shutters, and in each window you could see little trinkets. She also has a brown garage door that has a black screen door behind the garage door, So that way she was able to leave the garage door open without getting snakes, lizards, and other animals from coming inside.
As you walk into the front door of her house you hear her alarm system going off letting her know that someone has just entered her house. You also notice a long, dark hallway full of pictures of all her kids that have graduated high school along with all of her grandchildren. To the left of you, you’ll see a black and white tile floor which is in the kitchen. My grandmother and grandfather loved the colors black and white. In fact their whole house was black and white except for the outside of her house. Then if you look towards your left you’ll see white couches with plastic on them because she didn’t want anyone sitting on her couch and getting it dirty. She was overly protective when it came to her furniture. She even had towels on the back of the couch because most people in my family are females and we put chemicals in our hair. Somehow she said the chemicals would go through the plastic and get on her couch, so she made us put a towel behind our heads if we wanted to lay back. My grandmother’s house was always full of laughter and many cheers. In fact my grandmother’s house was like a second home to me, even though she lives miles and miles away. Every summer my family would get together to visit my grandmother. You might as well call it a family reunion. There was always someone over her house visiting whether it is family or