Julia Maciel

Unexpected Goodbye

One week every summer since I started university, I come and visit my mum. Our home has a very distinct comfort. It looks like a townhouse, red bricks with white window shutters. When you first walk in, you see the stairs that lead to our childhood rooms, to the right you see our small living room, and walking towards the back of our house is the kitchen. We also have a small backyard that we use during the summers to barbeque.