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To put it lightly, the only way to describe this place is an endless pile of junk. Well maybe not the only way. It could also be described as a big shed. The reason I was in this shed was because my dad told me to go find some tools he needed to fix the lawn mower. I walked across the yard to my grandma’s house. I pulled the tin door open to the shed, on the door was some writing on it that someone spray painted in black. It said big John. I paused for a moment, then went on in. I figured that there couldn’t be anything in here that would get me. As I opened the door, I smelt the stench of old mildew and dust. Before I had the chance to look around, there was a cat that came to greet me. It was white and looked pretty healthy, except for the legs and tail of a rat sticking out of it’s mouth. How inviting! The cat temporarily distracted me from looking for the tools, then I started to look around for them. There is one definite path through the old shed, with everything and anything imaginable on the sides of it. The first thing I came to was an old table with all kinds of old car parts, tools, nuts, screws, and bolts strewn across it. I thought sure I would find what I was looking for there. As much as I du