Day 9: Front door
These are the front doors of my work. But I have a good story about my home front door.
I was sitting on the couch watching Boy Meets World today, when I saw a car pull into our driveway. I got excited but then the man got out of his car and he has a binder in his hand. I realized that he was trying to sell something, so I booked it into my grandpa’s room to hide. (I didn’t have time to grab my phone for a photo.)
He started knocking on the door, and I was crouched down watching him from pops window.
He moved on to my neighbors house, but I can’t help but wonder what he was selling.
-
truelifeiliveinnyc liked this
-
gatorgirlinthebay liked this
-
cmconnors liked this
-
babs-the-red liked this
-
whiskeybentandhellbound liked this
-
lifebyliz posted this
