This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Gettysburg chapter.
There’s a parking lot. It’s a bit cracked but easily assessable. No one is ever parked there.
There’s this shack behind your house. You thought it belonged to someone else because there’s always a car parked there, but it has your address on it. You don’t have a key.
It’s a tall brick house with a nice fence railing around a little porch with different colored floorboards. But the railing is a pipe.
There’s a flower store across the street. It looks nice, and there’s a bird in the window that you play with sometimes. You want to get some flowers for Mother’s Day, but the store is never open.
There are two hair salons across the street from each other. You never notice them open and can’t find the hours online.
To be continued….