The new house

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observing the area I notice as we go through town I see graffiti on the walls in town but I can't really make out what it says but I don't pay much attention to it.  As I listen to my mom for a few more minutes she finally claps her hands together and says we're here!  As my sister Emily rolls her eyes as we get out of the car, I look up at the house and look around and notice that we are still in town. I can walk to the court house from here I tell my mother mary. she says didn't I tell you we will be living in town?  I talked about it the whole car ride here remember?  with a lost look on my face I remember I was wearing my headphones and zoning out my sister terrible music and my mother talking about what I now no as she was talking about where we would live. I finally nod quickly to make sure she thinks I was actually listening to her talk on and on about something I didn't care about. she smiles at me which is a good sign that she thinks I was actually listening. as I look up at the house it looks like mansion. it's a two maybe three level house with huge callums holding up the structure of the roof on the front of the house. my sister flips her Victoria secret bag with her special perfumes and lotions inside inside over her shoulder and says I get the big room and walks inside. my mother rolls her eyes and says I'm going to have to talk to April and john about your rooms and where they will be at. I look at her with a lost look on my face as I help her pick up the suite case she dropped trying to get it it out of the trunk. I ask why do you need to ask?  my mother says one because they were nice enough to let us stay with them with a big smile on her face. o ya I forgot that mom April and john were best friends through out collage. and plus they have a son about you and your sister's age and from what I hear hes not a good kid he gets in alot of trouble so I want you and your sister's room as fare away as his room as possible. I nod and my mom walks in shutting the door the the large house behind her. leaving me to get the only bags left, mine. as I close the truck and walk up what seems to be 100 steps I finally reach the door.

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