Sunday morning at home is what I like the most. It's peaceful because I am just hanging out with my grandparents. I get to see and learn a lot from their antiquities.
We were just hanging out at the porch with my Grandma when I saw Grandpa holding something while going to the storage house where he put his antiques just a few meters away from here.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Come and see."
I followed him inside and saw a hanging cabinet with different guns on it. My mouth went wide open.
"You collect guns?"
"Yes. These are antique guns. I used them to hunt when I was still capable." He opened the storage hanging on the wall.
"That's amazing. Do they still work?"
I moved closer and touched the guns. They were arranged by size. I don't even know what they are called.
"Some of it is s
