When I was fourteen, my friends and I found an outdated shack behind our house, it was about 300 yards from our house, deep in the wooded section of the forest, my friends and I spent the whole Summer cleaning up the locale, so every one of us could call it our own fort! No one but us knew it existed, which made it even more cooler, and when my parents asked where every one of us were headed all morning, every one of us told them every one of us were building a fort in the woods, but this outdated shack was pretty immense in size, with numerous rooms and a dilapidated roof.
There were cracks in the ceiling, where every one of us could see the tree branches overhead.
We found some outdated tarps in the junkyard, and fixed up the roof and the floors. When the weather started to get colder, every one of us were freezing separate from a heater. There was no way to heat our current clubhouse, and it was downright freezing inside. We used an outdated tire rim to build a wood fireplace in the middle of the residing room area. My Dad saw the smoke in the woods and decided to check it out, but she found us and our clubhouse. She was certainly impressed with our find and our craftsmanship. My Dad had some outdated extension cords in the garage. She hooked them up to each other, to form one certainly long cord. She went to the hardware store and bought us a small space gas furnace for the clubhouse. My Dad told us to use the space gas furnace instead of making a fire. She was concerned about our safety. The small space gas furnace wasn’t much greater than my Xbox, but it certainly heated the section nicely.