The door swings open as if by magic and there was no one there. I was bewildered at this wizardry, so I decided to walk in very cautiously. The door swung close and a person started speaking. This person spoke very deep and slow saying,
"Welcome, Welcome I have been waiting for you, I'm sorry for your mother that must have been poo!"
I started to cringe at this definitely cringe-worthy speech. The person goes on,
"I hope you enjoy it here, please there is no need to have fear. You already know me, just sit and you will see, the magic that is about to happen, will blow your mind so you won't be nappin!"
It got even more cringe-worthy as this person began to rhyme every word. I didn't know where this was coming from but I was just excited to see magic.
The room gets dark and a spotlight shines in the middle, I kept getting more and more eager to see what was going to happen until... out of nowhere a healthy, slim, Greek goddess with unbelievable make- up and clothes on came floating down from the ceiling like a feather with confetti spraying everywhere. I was ecstatic and was unbelievably shocked and wondered who was this person. As she was coming down gangster music was playing in the background. She landed and looked at me in awe as I gazed at her sparkling eyes. She spoke with her calming voice welcoming me to her home.
"Who are you?" I asked in suspicion.
"Well I am grandma Mary of course!"
"But you are a Greek Goddess with no wrinkles how could you be my grandmother!"
" I am your dads mum, 41 years old."
"Wow....."
I started to drool in amazement.
" Darling your beginning to drool!"
"Oh sorry I just can't get over how gorgeous you are"
"Haha, your mother did say you wet a bit peculiar!"
I stopped drooling and she gave me a tour of her mansion. I'm so glad she gave me a tour because otherwise I would have been lost in a matter of seconds. There were 31 rooms and 3 gardens, and and.... uhhh. I couldn't of asked for better except that I still want to have my friend Sophia. I explain to her what happened and she understood. I couldn't tell her my secret yet because I still don't have full trust in her. I complain to her that I want my friend back with tears falling from my eyes. Mary walks away and called someone but I just don't know who it was. About 10 minutes later she ended her call and walked over with a big grin on her face. I was kind of frightened at how happy she was and I started asking her questions about who she was on the phone to. She avoided all my questions and showed me to my room as I was extremely tired from my travels here.
My room was astonishing and had all my favourite things in it. There was a bed with red netball sheets and a netball court as wallpaper. There were many of my favourite hobbies in this room including books, photos of my mother and there was a netball net. How on earth does she know that I love netball. Everyone hates the fact that I play netball, in High School it isn't cool, isn't normal. People laugh at me because I play it, I'm the only one. I get bullied I high school for it. I haven't told Sophia, I CAN'T tell Sophia, she's going to hate me. Unless I could beg my grandma to make it cool someday, to get people into it, so I can get way more friends. I need to talk to Mary now!
