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We stood at the end of the driveway staring up at what was hopefully going to be the last house I would have to look at.  I looked over at my brother, and the look on his face clearly told me he already didn't think much of the place.  I looked back up at it and i thought it had a lot of potential, I smiled picturing my family living in, once it got fixed up of course.

"Let's hurry up and get this over with, I don't like the look of this place." Jon grumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets and walking to the front door.  I shook my head at him, I loved him, he was my brother but he wasn't the most patient person and about the moodiest I know.

I walked up  to the front door which was left wide open, inside i could hear my brother and a womens' voice talking off to the left; he was most likely already handling all the details of the property for me.  I closed the door behind me and took off the the right so i could explore on my own without having someone watch my every move.  The first room was huge, the living room I''m guessing


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