The house was covered in murals. They had sad people with tears running down their cheeks. The house was cold and small, barely any light. The walls were painted blue. Then man who lived there cried while painting a masterpiece of a gymnast crying. It resembled him. - Sydney B.
The house was not an official house. It was technically a shack; it had large murals all over it (mostly of gymnasts in black, white, and blue). Directly next to it was a porta-potty. On the inside there was a singular plaid pull-out couch with empty wrappers, chip bags, and pizza boxes. There was also a singular set of gymnastics bars, along with torn-up leotards piled on top of it. - Charlotte C.
The house is scattered with paint brushes and chalk. The walls are covered in paint and tears that can’t be cleaned, or she does just does not want to. - Jake B.
The house was not an official house. It was technically a shack; it had large murals all over it (mostly of gymnasts in black, white, and blue). Directly next to it was a porta-potty. On the inside there was a singular plaid pull-out couch with empty wrappers, chip bags, and pizza boxes. There was also a singular set of gymnastics bars, along with torn-up leotards piled on top of it. - Charlotte C.
The house is scattered with paint brushes and chalk. The walls are covered in paint and tears that can’t be cleaned, or she does just does not want to. - Jake B.