Summer Vacation
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October 29, 2009
Summer Vacation
Summer oh summer. June 28, 1997; a boring summer day like usual. I would stay home, eat my brunch, watch television, snack, go on the computer, talk to friends, text friends, call friends, eat dinner, get ready for bed, read a comic book, and got to sleep like around 12 or 1. I would wake up like at noon. However, today was different. I was going to my grandma’s house today. I would call it my grandparent’s house, but my grandpa died like 4 years back.
The bright sun shined in my eyes as I looked out the window of the car. It’s so hot that I could feel the dreadful UV rays pierce into my skin. We get to the house, since I have never gone to the house; I have no clue of how it looks like. It was a large mansion-like figure and it looked like it was going to fall apart any second. I can’t believe that my grandmother still lives here.
I walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. Ding-Dong-Dong-DONG. The door opened slowly and a pale young lady stood in the doorway.
“Excuse me, are you Jay?” she asked me.
“Yes. I am looking for my grandmother. May I see her?” I asked.
“Why yes. She is in her room. Please step inside Jay,” she proclaimed.
I stepped inside and the floor creaked with each step I took. Please follow me. When I looked at the back of the lady that led me upstairs, she had a tattoo of a snake on a star on the back of her neck. When we got to the top of the stairs, she led me to a room with a bed and a mirror in it.
“This is where you will be staying,” she said.
“May I ask, what is your name?” I asked her.
“Diane, Diane Reap,” she replied. “Your grandmother’s room is the room at the end of the hall to the left of your doorway okay? By the time you both get downstairs, dinner will be sitting on the dining room table,” Diane explained.
“Okay. Thank you,” I thanked her.
I was only going to stay at the house only for a night and return home after lunch tomorrow so I thought, I should just...
Summer Vacation
Summer oh summer. June 28, 1997; a boring summer day like usual. I would stay home, eat my brunch, watch television, snack, go on the computer, talk to friends, text friends, call friends, eat dinner, get ready for bed, read a comic book, and got to sleep like around 12 or 1. I would wake up like at noon. However, today was different. I was going to my grandma’s house today. I would call it my grandparent’s house, but my grandpa died like 4 years back.
The bright sun shined in my eyes as I looked out the window of the car. It’s so hot that I could feel the dreadful UV rays pierce into my skin. We get to the house, since I have never gone to the house; I have no clue of how it looks like. It was a large mansion-like figure and it looked like it was going to fall apart any second. I can’t believe that my grandmother still lives here.
I walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. Ding-Dong-Dong-DONG. The door opened slowly and a pale young lady stood in the doorway.
“Excuse me, are you Jay?” she asked me.
“Yes. I am looking for my grandmother. May I see her?” I asked.
“Why yes. She is in her room. Please step inside Jay,” she proclaimed.
I stepped inside and the floor creaked with each step I took. Please follow me. When I looked at the back of the lady that led me upstairs, she had a tattoo of a snake on a star on the back of her neck. When we got to the top of the stairs, she led me to a room with a bed and a mirror in it.
“This is where you will be staying,” she said.
“May I ask, what is your name?” I asked her.
“Diane, Diane Reap,” she replied. “Your grandmother’s room is the room at the end of the hall to the left of your doorway okay? By the time you both get downstairs, dinner will be sitting on the dining room table,” Diane explained.
“Okay. Thank you,” I thanked her.
I was only going to stay at the house only for a night and return home after lunch tomorrow so I thought, I should just...