the arrival

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        When I awoke we finally landed. I walked out the large airport door, looking for my aunt. Instead I found a tall man holding sign that said, "Misty West." I Slowly walked over to him, "Misty?" He asked. "Yes," I replied. He took my bag and led me to a long white limo. "Did my aunt pay for this?" I asked. "Of course," He replied. I remembered why I never really liked to visit when I was little and we lived close. She always tried so hard to be perfect and make us happy. I wasn't proud that she spent her money just to drive me 5 miles away to her house in a fancy car. I helped myself to some cider and silently listened to the radio. My aunt worked on the council of her town and was a part time nurse, so she was able to pay for all this. It still didn't impress me but I grew up caring for myself after my mother died carrying my new baby brother who was soon to be born. I always thought about what he would look like, with my father's and my golden eyes, with mothers nose, father's mouth and ears and mother's hair and my smile that I shared with my father. Every one always told me, "You look so much like your father." And they were right, I was proud of it, I loved my parents, so much and they disappeared. I was devastated, I started crying just thinking about it. The car stopped and the door opened. "Thank you," I said walking out. "Your very welcome," He replied shutting the door behind me. I walked up the long brick driveway to her front patio that led to a blue green door. I opened the door and walked into the huge 2 story house. It was bigger than mine. I explored calling her name. But before I could walk into the kitchen I was attacked by her Golden Retriever Conny. "Conny no!" yelled a voice from upstairs. I watched as my aunt walked down the stairs. She immediately hugged me when she saw me in the living room. "Its been too long," I said. "Last time was when you were 10," She added.  She then led me upstairs to my room. It use to be your mothers," she said. I laied my stuff on the queen sized bed with a tree like bedspread. Across was a huge window with a window seat. next to my bed was a white night stand, next to the door was a slide closet. It was a wonderful dream house. I went to explore the house and found a music room! It had a grand piano, violin, guitar, clarinet, microphone, drums, trumpet, flute and many more, even the spoons! It was connected to a little recording booth. The back yard was huge! It had a pool that went to 12 feet deep, and a huge beautiful garden! I was amazed by the kitchen, I love to cook, the living room had a huge flat screen next to a mac. That night i had trouble sleeping. I closed my eyes to the curtains closed on my window, I felt a small breeze and opened my eyes. The curtains were wide open. I got up and closed them again. I stared into the window of the house next to ours. But no one was there. I got back in bed a fell asleep counting. 

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