Home at Last

Well, not surprisingly at all, nothing has changed at home.  Well, my mom redecorated the kitchen, but I mean everything else.  My neighborhood is exactly the same as when I left twelve weeks ago.  If you go further down my road, like 2 miles further, there is a house missing, and even further down a new house was built.  Ok, I don’t mean to sound negative.  It’s great to be home! I am really happy to see everything that I missed.  It’s like I never left.  This summer was such a blur to me, it’s like I woke up from a great dream.  Now, I wish I could go back to the dream, not reality.

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