Chapter 4

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We finally arrived at the National Geographic Headquarters, I got out of the car and slammed the door shut. We walked inside and I saw pictures of all sorts of animals.

"You can sit down on the couch there."

Oliver showed me to a big couch. I sat down on it, it was so comfortable!

"I will talk to my assistant about finding your parents, there are magazines there and a tv. I will be right back." He said to be pointing to the things he said.
I looked at the tv and saw monkeys climbing a tree and heard the narrater talk about them.

"Yes. We found the lost child, she is here at the National Geographic Headquarters..... Yes, Samantha Peters..... Phone the parents..... Ok, thank you very much, see you in a couple of minutes."

Oliver got off the phone and headed toward me.
"That was the police, your parents are on their way to pick you up."

"Thank you so much for doing all of this for me! I don't know what I would do if you hadn't found me!"

Soon, I saw a police officer come in. "Samantha Peters?"

"Thats me!"

We walked outside and I saw a man and a lady, that looked oddly familiar.

"I would like you to meet your parents!"

"Mom, Dad, is that really you?" I said.

"Samantha! Oh sweetie, you're so grown up!" My mom gave me a big big hug.

After my mom was done, my dad also gave me a big hug. Then a little girl came out of the car.

"....., I would like you to meet your sister." My mom said.

SISTER!!!! I HAVE A SISTER?!?! I smiled at her. "Hey, whats your name?" I asked.

"Mckenzie." She turned toward mom. "Mom my iPod 5 is dead." iPod 5? What is that? But Mckenzie sounded pretty nice, I bet she is going to be a great sister.

"We can worry about that later. Sam, Mckenzie is 9 years old. I think you are going to get along great! Now, come on in to the car and we can get you buckled up." Mom said as i got in the car. I put on my seat belt and i watched Mckenzie put hers on. My parents thanked the police officer and oliver and also got in the car.
We started to drive home. The ride was silent.

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