The story hansel and gretel they make it out of the candy cabin safely and get home with help of bread crumbs. But my story is true or true enough for you to believe it. Mom steered the car into the dirt road out of site over to gramma’s house. I live in house my three older sisters said she was a witch I sort of believed them until we pulled up at the cabin gramma was on the porch waving. When I got out it was cold and already night even though it was 5:00 p.m. out it was 9 p.m. in the property of gramma. It's like we were on the other side of the world. “Gramma?” I said shocked “Sweety. How are you i haven't seen you since you were 1.” She said sweating all over “I’m good.” What the hell? “OH where ARE MY MANNERS COME ON IN.”OH my god i felt like if she held on any longer i would explode! “ okay” when mom left I had a normal mac and cheese a normal t.v. hour and a normal bed time. Her house is amazing beautiful omg I.c.n.e.c.m.e.w.o.t.a.h.h (I CAN NOT EVEN CLOSE MY EYES WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT HER HOUSE). “Jane time for breakfast i made you favorite pancakes and strawberry blaze syrup.” She yelled with a shrilled voice that can peirce any ear.
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United States • 22 years old