Darcies+memories

The country was usual enough; it had Studios, L.A, Hollywood, Disneyland That makes all the money and even Legoland That makes every single thing out of lego m y brother, parents and I Did what families do - screeched on the Rollercoaster, laughed our heads off at dad Doing bodyslams in the sparkling crystal like pool Dashed from movie characters, took mum's Money and bought cheap stuff, and hugged winnie the pooh , Doing nothing important.

Inspired by James.K Baxter

=__//** The Mystical hut! **//__= Building a hut would be away to  get away from the noise and havoc in our house. In our garage there were two stories:t he first storey was for the cars to park in; the second storey was for the kids to play. In the damp, mouldy cupboard there were lots of boxes. One was a enormous pitch black cardboard box that was probably the size of a small sized table. We would play up in the garage when it was a stormy, wild day.

One day I begged dad to cut a hole in the enormous box (for my teddies and I) but sometimes I would get pretty scared and cry and call for my mummy but it just echoed across the pitch black cardboard box what would I do if someone was down the other end I would think in my head. But there was no one there. Lots of my friends wanted to come in so I made a Leonardo da V inci code - like lock which only I knew how to unlock.

My only annoying brother would shout at the top of his lungs,

"Let me in!"

"No boys allowed," I would reply calmly.

It would go on until our mum called us in for lunch. Once again it was a pitch black cardboard box. bye Darcie

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