It was a sunny Saturday morning and Mom had dragged me to one of these boring garage sales again.
As a 14 year old, I could think of at least fifty things that were more fun than this.
My Mom was obsessed with this garbage other people threw out, so we would drive to a sale every weekend,
much to my and my siblings annoyance.
There was 15 years old Frank, 18 years old Kara, my 24 years old step-sister Jenna who was living with us
while she took a break from university and last but not least me, John.
We usually all get along pretty well, but there are always problems with this many people under one roof.
My Mom was 38 years old and looked quite young for age here, not exactly something you can say about
her taste in home decoration items tough.
"Kids, we're there!" Mom shouted to the back of the car.
We groaned in unison.
Usually these sales are pretty boring and filled with junk nobody needs or should need.
But I had a feeling, there could be something interesting to be found this time.
Hi!
This story was originally not an interactive, I got the idea from Brayn to rework it for this site.
English is not my first language, but if something bugs you, feel free to let me now.
You don't have to write in first person, if you decide to add a chapter, it is just how my story was written.
You may also focus on other characters or do what ever you want, this is a free site :D
