Moving In

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Mariah lived in a tiny little cottage. She and her grandmother that is. We had a room to share of course due to it being small. It had two beds, a sink, and a dresser. My mom, like always, got her own room. We have never been in a place so nice. Yeah, our house was big however it was dusty and falling to pieces. "I hope you like your room!" Said Mariah. "It's lovely!!" Bailey said as she jumped up and down. "Whats so great about this place?!" Jullie said as he began to cry again. Mariah hugged him. "Oh my goodness! I completely forgot! I have something for you two!" Mariah rushed out of the room and came back with two bags. One blue and the other pink. Jullie opened his bag first. The blue one. He pulled out a toy truck with his name on the back of it. "I saw this at the market and I thought you would like it." Mariah said with a huge smile upon her face. "Go ahead open yours Bailey!" Jullie said. Bailey opened the bag to see a beautiful music box. "Oh my word! It's gorgeous!" Bailey said. "Go ahead and turn the knob!" Mariah said. Bailey touched the knob and twisted it until it wouldn't turn anymore. There was a little ballerina on top of the box. It turned to the music. The soft music. "What is the words in the song Mariah?" Bailey said. "I don't know. I bought it from an old woman who didn't know ether." Mariah said.

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