Meeting the brats

In the past, I always had this crazy fantasy of living in a ginormous castle, full of servants at my beck and call and well that was never the case

My family was just an average family. We weren't rich or famous or owned luxurious cars like the different expensive cars I saw parked outside, but we were a decent family who were comfortable with what we had.

Everything around the mansion was top-notch, I elegantly walked away from the gate heading further inside and my eyes couldn't help but admire my surroundings. The magnificent landscaped gardens, looking back, I noticed the main entrance was through a curved entrance with a black wrought iron electric gate. A sweeping gravel driveway with apple lighting was borderline on both sides by rolling lawns with beech highland and extensive herbaceous planting. A double detached garage was positioned to the left side of the mansion, there was parking to the front and side of the mansion for several cars, which were all expensive in my eyes.