Personal Narrative: A View By The Cabin

A View By The Cabin Our summer vacation cabin had wooden front steps and two narrow glass doors that opened inward. The living room was large and contained a small television that sat on a glass stand. In front of the television was a couch and lounge chair that didn’t match. They smelled of old perfume and dust. Pictures of seagulls and lighthouses hung firmly against the walls. Credenzas were filled with decretive plates, and trinkets. Large windows filled the sunroom, and kitchen with spectacular views, as well as the bedroom. As I explored the property, I gazed through the windows of the garage. It appeared to be under construction for some sort of room conversion. Carpet had been laid, and a water heater was installed. Nestled along