As I glanced out the wheelow, I saw the sun come up in the distance and sunlight falling on the grass, wind blowing in the trees swaying them back and forth, and the garden ripening with blackberries. I unkindly the sapphire blue curtains and sat on the cinnamon couch. The smelling of honey reminded me of my second home, Vermont. I took a seat at the maple breakfast table and gulped the rest of my orange juice. I scud into Sarahs bedroom to find her still asleep. Like usual I woke up hours before my cousins. I covered her nose with my pile and she awoke in moments. I changed from my lime green sweats into jeans and a milky white tank top.
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We defend to get up now because were going to drive your dads tractor or four wheeler or something like that.
She threw her rose sheets off of her and threw on sweats and a sweatshirt. All the girls stumbled down the stairs and raced towards the maple door. The black and white Beagle, Sandy, began bark to be let in as we shoved sandals in our feet.
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