Aunt in the bathroom

This memory is related to the summer when the public was back from a trip and we were all in my grandfather's house for two days because the public was not married. It was the second day. After lunch I went home to tell the truth. It was my place. She had the same hair. She always dyed her hair. Her make-up did not leave her. After lunch, those who were there were sleeping except for my aunt, who was not in the yard. I went to a small suite. I saw the sound of the shower. I made sure that my aunt was taking a shower. I said to myself, "Now he's coming out. I'm taking some money from him. The shower is enough. It was a little clear from behind the glass. Black and red two-tone horizontal striped top of the worm like the wind It was getting windy. I wanted to start little by little. I grabbed her arms. I said to myself, then it was her turn. She was like a new bride for a year. I realized that my work was useless, but I looked at it well before, but what good is it? I was not there that day I wrote this story because the author was not successful in this story, unlike all the stories that come to an easy end, I hope you like it.