# WritcoStoryChallenge
The old house stood dilapidated and full of memories.I used to visit my hometown
often to meet my mother.She was staying there alone,after my father expired.The house is a hundred years old and badly required repairs.My mother was adamant, and she refused to leave that house even for a week.If I start repairing minimum three months will be required to complete and restore.
I remember the days we spent our childhood,playing,studying, sleeping,
celebrating festivals.
But with modern and posh house in a city where I live, don't get this charm.
I don't know if my mother lives with me,
it would bring that charm,I tried that also,but nothing can be compared to my ancestral house.
So I made some essential repair,and my mother continues to live there.I left her,let she lives there for her life.After all the memories,let it be there.

© Vadamalaisamy