The Box

My mum and I are  moving houses, she found a really nice a modern house. We placed the furniture in big brown boxes, mum tells me to place all the things I want to keep into boxes. Then my dad comes into the room and give me a sparkly red hat. I end up wearing it for the rest of the day. Today was the day we were moving dad was holding big boxes and putting into the truck, I wanted to do that so I picked it up but it was heavier than I expected, I tripped, slipped and fell, don’t worry only bruises.

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