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Although the house was completely vandalized it made me appreciate all the great memories even more than I was a child growing up, Because even if the vandals ruined my house, they could never take our memories from us. The fondest memory about my house was always having friends over after school, or over for long weekends and study dates. Everyday after school we would run home just to go to my house and have endless talks in my room about our everyday lives.We learnt so much about each other over those years, my friends and I became more like family. Since they were always over they would constantly admire my house because it was so clean and taken care of, they Often referred to it as the best looking house in the neighbourhood.Which I would never argue Looking at it now most people would disagree because it is a repulsing peach color, but back then when we actually took care of it everyone in my family would look for an excuse just to go over. I remember everyone always coming over just to celebrate every holiday there was in the year.It would smell like apple pie and Cinnamon candles during christmas with a stench of every ones perfume. During Thanksgiving it would smell like baked pumpkin pie, and freshly cooked turkey.the best holidays were birthdays. People kept on arriving at my house and it seemed like the party would never end because nobody wanted to leave. Its not that my house was so great looking but its just that it was a great environment to be around. No one will ever take those memories from any of us, we will hold them in our hearts forever. That house was the best days of my life, and growing up never would have been the same without it.