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            All sorts of sounds occupy my ears, Bang! Bang! from hammers, or an annoying squealing sound from my drill, and the occasional snoring of my dad who was supposed to be helping me building my very first tree house. Well I wouldn’t really call it a tree house considering there were no trees in my backyard; I just called it my “ground house”. Ever since I was a kid I could always remember drawing more attention to things like blocks and Legos more than actual action figures and toys. I always would find myself creating new structures with these things. Eventually as I grew older into my teens I started making sketches and diagrams of cool houses and car designs. It was finally time for me start my own project.