Arrival {1}

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-How do you think it will be?
My sister asked me suddenly, we were on the bus on our way to our uncle's house for the holidays, although it was a pretty hot day my sister whose name was Mabel was wearing a baggy lilac sweater, light blue denim shorts and a light pink crocks, a style that hurts the eyes, very colorful different from mine, I was wearing a dark blue shirt, black coat and gray sneakers, simple but modern, I looked to the side and noticed the big emerald eyes full of curiosity and I remember she had asked a question.
-Oh I think it's going to be nice-I hope Mabel didn't realize my lie.
I was very discouraged about the trip because I wasn't very sociable with other people so it would be very difficult for me to settle in, I looked out the window and saw a sign indicating that we were close to our destination, I felt a weight on my shoulder and turned around, I realized that my sister was tired because her eyelids were drooping, my sister is a year younger than me but that doesn't change the fact that i love her, i lifted her head and gently pinned her long brown hair and brushed it against my shoulder again. Soon the bus we were on stops and my sister wakes up with the lack of movement, she gets up, takes her bag and goes towards the door and I do the same, we left the bus and went straight to her uncle's house, we were watching the address on my cell phone, we avoid using the cell phone on trips to save battery power, something happens at home, arriving at the address they sent us we saw that there was a store and we were a little confused, we went into the store and asked for information, we found out that our uncle was owner of the store which by the way was very fallible, the attractions were very fake and you could see that everything was second hand, in our distraction we didn't notice the man who hugged us from behind, Mabel in despair gave a shriek what did the guy stagger backwards with hands over ears and trip over a loose board on the floor.
- Our girl, almost blows my eardrum - he said getting up quickly.
I could see that he wore a name tag that said "Stan", maybe it was his name, I risked calling him by that name and he responded.
- I'm Mazon Pines and this is my sister Mabel Pines, you can call me Dipper.
I speak and reach out my hand towards Stan who grabs it and pulls me into a hug.
- M-sir? -
-Our boy doesn't remember your own uncle?
I realized my mistake and hugged him back, felt an extra weight and reasoned that Mabel had joined the hug, we stayed like that for a while and then we pulled apart
- It's been so long, you've grown so much!
-Yes, it's been a really long time - Mabel said shyly.
-Come on, I'll show you your room.
We followed him upstairs and arrived at a dark wooden door, when Stan opened it we could see the room, it had gray walls, a bed lined with white sheets and another with purple sheets, each one had written our names, mine it was white and Mabel's was purple, beside them there were two nightstands both white, in front of the nightstands there was a shag carpet half purple half white, in the room near the door there were two shelves, both white, Stan left us alone and we both went to bed to rest, the trip had been very tiring and we just wanted to sleep, the next day would be very tiring.
             

(Capítulo em inglês caso queira)

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