- Memories - Part 8 -

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“We’re here” she said. “You can drive a car? You are younger then me?” I asked and laughed. “You were afraid sis… to ride a car.” She said laughing. “No? Was I really scared? Omg!” I said laughing. We go out and I stand before the house. “So beautiful” I said. “Wait till you get in” she said and smirked. I get more excited and went into the house. “Howly” I said. It was so beautiful. The kitchen, living room and bathroom and the garden! (See on the pic)

 The kitchen, living room and bathroom and the garden! (See on the pic)

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Omg so beautiful

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Omg so beautiful. “Time to see our bedrooms” Alva said. First we go to her bedroom (see on the pic)

 First we go to her bedroom (see on the pic)

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“so cool!” I said. “Wait till you see your bedroom” she said. We go into mine and woow (see on the pic)

 We go into mine and woow (see on the pic)

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I love it so much. “Thank you” I said. “Hey you’re maybe older then me but still… I can do much sis” she said. I hugged her. She’s the best even I don’t remember her. Alva gets a call. “Who’s that?” I asked. “No one special. Wait here” she said. I nodded. But of course… nope! Going to spy haha. I follow her and go sit after a wall. “hey” “yeah we’re home” “no better not, you better take distance of her” “look deep down she still loves you but she forgot… and you know it’s the best that she doesn’t remember anything” “yeah… okay” “bye” and she hang up. Was it about me? What is she hiding?? She came upstairs again and I go sit on my bed.

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