all i want is a normal life chapter 2

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chapter 2..

7 years later

i was 12 now... it was the first day of summer break. my mom woke me up and told me to put one of my sun dresses. without asking i did what i was told. i was like a zombie in the morning..

''arg! mornings!!''

we lived n Hacienda Heights, its a peacefull town in los angeles.. we drove for a few mins. to the richest part of LA. wow the houses were HUGE!!!! then we drove up to a drive-way that lead to the biggest house. i swear i thought i was still dream, is looked like the romanov palace. we my dad parked the car, a man in a suit opened my door.

''lady bloom and her faily welcome''

what the?? how did they know my name?? who are these people??

''follow me'' he lead us through the house. i stayed closed cause i swear, if i got lost it'll take 3 years to find me.

we went outside, there was a man and lady talking and drinking tea..

she looked up, and i swear she was glowing

''bloom!! darling!!''she hugged me

what the!!! again??! i didnt remember her.

'umm who are you?'' i asked

she looked at me ''have you fogotten about me?? its ok..'' she looked up and a maid came running ''please take her to 'the room' '' she said

''what room?'' i asked

''all in good time, i need to talk with your parents''

the maid lead me away..

she took me to a bedroom the size of my house, ''please wait here'' then she left..

whats goin on here?? i looked around, the bed was big, it was big enough for 6 people. there was a walk in closet, a sofa set, tv set, computer desk, evreything!!

''wow who lives here??''

i walked out to the baconly, ''when did i get to the 3rd floor??''

outside i could see miles and miles of green, trees, meadows even a waterfall

''wow its so beautiful''

i heard the door opened but i thought it was a maid, till i heard someone say

''who in the world are you? and what are you doing in my room?''

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