May 20th
Journey to the past
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"It was way too dusty up there." Edmund coughed as him and Peter came down from the attic, brushing dust off their trousers and out of their hair.
"You can say that again." Peter grumbled, frowning deeply.
"How is it up there?"
The two looked up when Susan came up the stairs, carrying a pile of what looked like school books.
Edmund shrugged. "Honestly, as awful as clearing the attic is, it's definitely like a journey to the past." He muttered. "There's so much bloody stuff up there I'm surprised the ceiling hasn't come down yet."
Susan glanced up. "Well let's hope it doesn't." She breathed.
"It'll be fine." Peter breathed. "Now I'm going to find some food, because clearing the attic also works up an appetite."
"I'm with you on that." Edmund muttered, and quickly followed his brother down the stairs and to the kitchen.
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