We Made It

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Skurt! Crash! Boom! "No!" I yelled.

"Riley! Riley! Wake up!" my mom tried calling to me, shaking me by the shoulder. "Huh? What?" I questioned, wondering what was happening. "Are you ok honey?" Mom asked. "Yea I'm fine." I said realizing I must have been talking in my sleep. "Just a bad dream." I added. "We're almost there, just another hour or so." Mom said. Great I thought, another a hour or two with this crazy singing lady. "Ok." I said, being nice.

An hour later we got there . Mom pulled into this cute, small neighborhood. All the houses were big with flower beds in the front yards and some had old, statues or bird bathes in there yards. Not many kids lived here, mostly old or just married couples. We finally came across a house that had some kids having a water fight in their front yard while the dog ran around crazy and parents were barbecuing.
"Is it this one?" Mom asked, obviously not knowing where she was going. "No mom that one up there." I said, I could see grandma gardening in the front. Mom pulled up in the driveway and grandpa came out the door with a huge smile on his face. "Ah, my two wonderful girls!" He said. "Hi dad." Mom said getting out of the car and giving him a hug. "Well how's my little princess doing? I haven't seen you since... well since a year." Grandpa said, his smiling now turning more into a frown. "It's ok grandpa, I'm doing just fine!" I said. "What about me?!" Grandma came over, giving a playful mad face at us. "Oh mom!" Mom said hugging her. "Hi grandma!" I said giving her a huge hug after she had let go of mom. "Come on in, well settle you in and dinner should be soon." Grandma said, helping grandpa in who still had a small frown on his face. We grabbed our bags out of the trunk and headed in the house. It was really big. When you first came in there was a big staircase to the left of you leading to the upstairs and a small table down the hall which led to to the kitchen. If you closed the door, to your right would be the living room and the dining room behind it that had a door to the kitchen. I decided to go past the staircase to the far left which was the library plus another living room, grandpa liked watching golf in there or reading the newspaper. I sat down on the couch and laid there. I shut my eyes and drifted off.

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