House Design
When I was at the age of fifteen, my dear father got married. His new wife was a wonderful woman. Her name was Silvia. She was beautiful, kind and wise. We could find a common language very fast. And my father was glad that we became friends. It was very important for him. Usually teenagers don’t accept a new mother or father, but in our family everything was different. Silvia had a daughter too. Her name was Marisa. As for her, we weren’t so friendly, because she was a little bit insane. But nevertheless our new family needed new place. New house was found in two weeks. It was big and wide, perfect for our family. But before moving on to the house it was necessary to make a repair there and to choose right design. Father decided to make surprise for Silvia and without advising with her he chose the design of the house. It was really huge mistake. My father doesn’t like bright colors and turgidity. He likes minimalism. That is why walls were white; furniture was dark brown and no decorating elements. It looked posh, but too dull and uninterested. My new mother didn’t like it at all. She was almost raving with anger. Silvia considered that our house looked like a hospital. She, on the contrary, likes a lot of bright colors. So, father’s surprise wasn’t successful. As for me, I didn’t care much about it. I was in love with one guy that time and design and house decorating wasn’t interested to me. It was their first big quarrel. Silvia didn’t want to live in the hospital, as she said and instead of going to Honey Moon she decided to overmake the repair in the house. And after that our house looked like rainbow. My father didn’t like it, but he had to come to term with our new interior, because he loved Silvia very much. And for the sake of love he was ready endure this burst of colors.
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