when I had got there, with my beat up, ugly brown bag , I took a step back and looked at the house. it was beautiful. the house was white, three stories high, with millions of colored flowers outside.
I walked up the stairs and knocked at the door, and my new mother had opened it, she looked at me. with my curly light blue hair wml my raggy as clothes that the old lady made me from down the street.
" you must be blue," she said smiling wiping her doughy hands on her apron, " you can call me Mrs. Happy, or Katie, or mom!" she said outing her hand out with a huge smile.
I grabbed her hand slowly, when I touched it felt smooth, compared to my scratchy skin. " yes! I'm... blue. and its nice to meet you" I said carefully cause I didn't want to get hurt the first day for saying something wrong. and that's happened before.
we stood there, silent, just staring at each other. then she finally looked back, " well..... won't u come in?" she said pointing inside the house. I walked in there. as I took a step inside, I couldn't believe my eyes; the house was beautiful.
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