Every day when I went to school, I would come home to something unexpected, and the day that I took this photograph was no different. On this day, I found my sister spread out on the lawn with all of her belongings, trying to sell much of what she owned, all the while talking to herself and grinning with happiness. Luckily no one came my sister's sale, most likely because they were too scared to come too close. Actually, I don't think she was succesful in selling anything of her "past life" at this sale, which as her sign says, was one of her goals. I guess she just had to hold onto the life she had for a little bit longer.
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