The Trip

 

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Moving in

 I knew I should of never stayed in that dark , shady and creaky cabin that was in the middle of nowhere but that was the only house I could afford to rent for a week. "Sissy are we there yet?" Asked Olive

"No" I said " when will we be there?" Asked Olive "soon" I answered. The rain was pitter pattering on the window. It was very calming. "We are here." I said "yay!" Said Olive "come on lets go inside." I said "oke dokey!" Said Olive. On the outside it had a white roof with a light pastel blue gutter and a nice light birch door with white outlined windows with crystal clear , transparent glass. On the inside the roof was white and the walls were a light , light gray colour with tiny , tiny scratches and dents and the floor was polished birch which really stood out with the colours alot. The kitchen had a 5 inch oven , 4 cm sink and a 7 cm dish washer. The dining room had a polished oak table with polished oak chairs. My bedroom had a light pastel blue bed cover with a soft fluffy white pillow. The edges of the bed cover was a white lace.

Olive's bedroom had a single bed with a barbie bed sheets edged with lace again and the pillow was a creamy white colour. My bedroom also had a polished oak wardrobe which had lots of space for clothes and shoes and other acssesories like necklaces and braclets. Olive's bedroom also had a dresser with 2 small drawers at the top for undies and swimwear and the next drawer below was for singlets , shirts and long sleeve shirts. The next drawer down was for shorts , long pants , jeans , jeggings and more. The next drawer was for jumpers. And the last drawer down was for pyjamas. "Im going to unpack in my room okay Olive." I said "okay!" Shouted Olive. When I was unpacking I put my dresses on the left and shirts , singlets and long sleeve shirts on the right. My pants , shorts , jeans , jeggings and more went into drawers. My undies and socks went into drawers too. My swimwear went into the bottom drawer to the left. I put my necklaces , braclets and rings on the jewelry holder.

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The Shops

 When I finished unpacking I told Olive we needed more bread so we needed to go to the shops. When we arrived at the shops it had a flat white roof with a sign saying Sammy's Sunny Store. The walls were a white brick. Inside I thought I saw my old friend Michael but it was only the store manager called Brandon Smith. He had dark skin with a bald head. His uniform was white with blue stripes and he was wearing black leather shoes. He was sweating a lot and he was holding his elbow. It looked like it was bleeding for some reason. All a sudden he passed out. I ran to the person at the register called Sam he was tall with blond hair his uniform was the Same and Brandon's. I told him Brandon passes out and he started sprinting across the store. He called 999 and the ambulance came rushing to the store. They took out a bed thingy and rolled the bed thingy into the ambulance truck and drove away. I was confused what just happened but soon I was shopping normally and I had completely forgot about what just happened. The end the next book is coming soon...

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 When I finished unpacking I told Olive we needed more bread so we needed to go to the shops. When we arrived at the shops it had a flat white roof with a sign saying Sammy's Sunny Store. The walls were a white brick. Inside I thought I saw my old friend Michael but it was only the store manager called Brandon Smith. He had dark skin with a bald head. His uniform was white with blue stripes and he was wearing black leather shoes. He was sweating a lot and he was holding his elbow. It looked like it was bleeding for some reason. All a sudden he passed out. I ran to the person at the register called Sam he was tall with blond hair his uniform was the Same and Brandon's. I told him Brandon passes out and he started sprinting across the store,t

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