When it comes to money, inheritance, or owning property, families can become so split that it affects relationships eternally. Materialistic tendencies come out, and everyone wants to get their greedy hands on anything they possibly can. Greed is one of the ugliest sins in my opinion. It's ensconced in pettiness and immaturity, and isolates the people who have these qualities. It lacks politeness and caring, and sometimes it's the people who have the most that are the greediest.
Aside from greed, our childhood home will always have a special place in our heart. Budding development, memories of the good and bad times, our firsts in so many ways will be at our childhood home. Now take greed, and the sentimentality of our childhood homes, and you've got yourself this Reddit thread.
In this story, the original poster (OP) is a woman who's currently living in her childhood home. After her mother passed away, she went to live there to keep her father company. This is all fine and dandy, until her step-sister comes out of the woodwork demanding she sell the house. But you'll have to read the full story below for all the juicy details.