I'm actually writing this from my Aunt's house, but we are staying at my Grandpa's for the first time. There are many things ironic about this like:
-My grandpa Vince is dead.
-He had the house for at least 6 years, maybe more. We haven't stayed there before because my evil step grandma is a b****.
-There isn't any furniture in the house because said person took it all.
We are staying in a huge, empty house, and it is very weird. We are staying another night, but then going back home. My mom and aunt went out shopping today and bought stuff for the house, seeing as we didn't have any dishes, chairs, tables, or anything! My step grand