My old home
This is a picture I sketched of the Family Room of my old house in Canada.
This is all by memory. This is where I would usually spend my time. Either watching some old VHS's or drawing. I havent been in that house since I was 6 years old. I'm almost 18 and I remember it almost perfectly.
I would spend hours reading or drawing by the light of the fireplace, watching birds and the occasional deer pass by in the back yard
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