by Antonio Bresolin
Some months ago, I moved to a very big and old house in the middle of the city. But before I moved there, I had just graduated from university and I had been living in my parents’ house for my entire life when I decided to have a job and start my adult life. My first job interviews were not successful, because the majority of the employers said that my applications were not necessary for them. I was almost giving up when I was accepted into a very decent job, which was marketing for a clothing store. But there was a problem, my new job was in the city center and my parents lived in the suburbs of the city, making it very difficult to go daily from my parents home to my job, so I needed to rent a house or apartment that was close to my job. So after long days of research, I finally found a very old house that was for rent at a cheap price and it was very close to my new job, so I quickly rented it. When I got there, I finally saw how massive it was. Inside of it, there were a lot of bedrooms each containing its own bathroom, a big hallway on the second floor with a large view for the living room, and a fancy kitchen. When I saw everything that the house contained, I got really excited to live there, so I unpacked my baggage in the main bedroom and went to sleep, after the long trip I had been on.