Memories in the Penn Street House

In a small town in The Cove sits a road known as Penn Street. Like any other street it holds houses, businesses, lots, or any other matter of human structure. However, it also holds a house full of memories.

The first day in a new town. The many celebrations. The first days of school. The friends made nearby. It is a house like any other but for the stories the walls could tell. If you listen closely you could still hear the joy, smiles, or celebrations of the 17 years I lived there. It is where my parents showed the ways I could live my life and to find joys in the world around me. It is wher...