The car ride took FOREVER! It was unbelievable. I though we were moving into a bigger house, not a bigger state! "Mom, when are we going to get there?" I hesitated. "Mom?" The only response I got was a snore.
"She's sleeping, honey. And we're almost there. Few more miles to go," said my dad. I rolled my eyes. Anabelle's phone died, so now she's reading some brailled book. The title's brailled, too, so I don't know what it's called.
We're rolling up into a HUGE neighborhood now. It's got mantions. But not to mention the spiral staircases, horse carriages, and palaces in the distance. It was really pretty.
Wait, what was I talking about again? I went from describing the neighborhood we passed through to describing what was happening in the Cinderella movie on my tablet. I'm very tired. Maybe I should take a nap....
It's eight-thirty now. We just got into the new house, and now we're picking out the bedrooms we want. I chose one on the top floor, so that I can walk down 2 flights of stairs every morning to wake me up better.
I know I'll regret it later, but it's kind of hard to think about anything like this right now, because I'm exhausted. We all are. I would write more in this diary, but there's been literally NOTHING else other than riding in the car for hours on end. This paragraph is getting too long and I'm falling asleep right now so BYE!!
Chapter Four: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/13406/paisley-chevreaun-ch4?show=13406#q13406