Goes to My auntie house

Yesterday, I went to my auntie Selma's house for two nights like my summer vacation many times. I remember my first trip to Egypt when I was 16. She has a bigger place like a hotel. I know I already posted the blogger about my experience in Egypt go and check out my older post. Sometimes, the window have been blocking the wall unable to see the sky. I'm so upset, I wanted to see the city and fresh air now turn into ridiculous buildings between our houses. I have a different story about going to Mecca one of the worst towers was the hotel. It was a nightmare. I open the window everything is blocked the wall, no TV and no internet. The worst vacation ever! I was despairing about my life stuck at the hotel. Well, my father can't afford a luxury hotel like Dreamhouse. I went to my former bedroom where I used to sleep with my dad, you know a big snoring like a bear I cannot sleep. Now, I stay in my bedroom for quiet and no noise. One of the embarrassments was the painting it was a horrible picture. I can't stand with her eyes staring at me. I asked my auntie to remove that portrait because I hated it all the time but she still loved the picture and the hugging paint in her bedroom made me sick to my stomach. She removed the picture putting to the wall asking if it was gone. My mother was the black paint over the picture she was outraged without a black dress. She went crazy for a billboard. I play Fortnite in my diner room's uncomfortable seat wishing to bring my chair to the house. My mum brought food for breakfast asking for a butter croissant. I always love my experience at my auntie's house in Egypt.