A vivid summer memory

This summer I went to visit the old house that I grew up in. This house is really meaningful to me, since I was a little boy I lived in the house. But my mom decided that she was going to sell the house. So this is the last time I would be able to see the old white house, with its gray garage doors and little swimming pool in the back yard. My time to say good-bye to the house. And I felt really sad because since I was a little boy I lived in the house and now I would never be able to see the house again. So, this year with the knowledge of selling of the house in mind I went to the house...