I've got enough

Chapter 3

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"Honey wake up, we reached the house," my mom said from the front of the car. I got up begrudgingly and dragged my suitcase with me up the giant staircase. Apparently,the company that my dad is working for gives luxury to there employes so they look good or something so you can say that this place is massive.

I open the door and was greeted by a huge spiral staircase in the end of the hall to my right I found the living room and the bathroom and to my left I found a kitchen (that put Hell's Kitchen into shame) and a dining room with a table that can fit 30 people or more. When I was about to ask where my room is my dad answers as if reading my mind,"look up stairs and chose the room you want."

I went up the staircase with much effort with all this luxury would it have killed them to buy a freak'n elevator. Any who I was greeted by a long hallway with paintings of people from like the 18th century on the walls. Can any one say CREEPY!

I start with the last door witch was directly in front of me,at the end of the hall. I opened the door to the most beautiful room ever.I instantly fell in love with it. I stood there gaping at this wonderful room for about 10 minutes when I was snapped out of my trance by hearing my mother says with a chuckle," I see you found the room that we thought that you would chose."

Even though I didn't want to come here I really love this room and I realized that I can't stay mad at my parents forever,so without hesitation I ran into my mom's arms thanking her multiple times. Mom left saying she still needs to unpack.

I go down stairs and get all my bags and boxes and started to unpack. Half way through unpacking I decided to go for a run. So I changed into one of my sports outfits and shoes and went down stairs. After I told my parent what I was going to do they where thrilled that I was making an effort to welcome the new surroundings. So needless to say they practically pushed me out of the house saying me going on a run is the best idea I've had yet. I gave to admit that really hurt my ego.