hell is too cold

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It was a lonely night,the house in front of me stood in solitary. At last i did reach my grandother's house. The house surrounded with silent meadows though it was hard for me to see at night.
I headed towards the door and rang the bell and waited. My suitcase beside me felt like the only thing which represented me.
There was a creek on the door. "Is it my dear granddaughter?" She asked. "Yes granny" she let me in with a huge smile on her face and tightly hugged me.
" i missed you so much sepharina ."
Then she clapped her hands and one of the maids came by. She took my luggage. "Dear,when do you want to start going to school?"
I had come to my grandmothers house,though the word house would not exactly fit the it i would rather call it a manor. It was hard to call it a manor as my own house was big as this and always like a horror movie house.
Having busy parents made you responsible and independent. My parents would always be traveling around. My older brother was in college and also a well known model too. I missed my brother he hadpromised me he would come when his holiday started.
I went to my regular room everything was the same way i left it. The walls were dark and baby blue and my queen size bed with white covers. I signedand took my backpack out. I wish i didnt have to leave my bmw back home. Now i would have to be over protected by my granny.
"Hell is cold." This quote is so true. Even though i was not dead but a shiver passed through my body. Welcome to hell saph i thought.
I had to start going to school from the next monday and there was a dinner tomorrow. Great! I hate dinners and dresses and i have to waste my saturday on some petty thing, but i still had seven hours of my own time to go shopping. My granny would probably send a bodyguard and a chauffer with me.

 My granny would probably send a bodyguard and a chauffer with me

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