First day

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I opend the door. Wow! I see a chandelier right above me when I walk in. I look to my right and see stairs. I walk up the stairs to see my room. I open the door. I am shook! It is huge! My room is big as two apartments! I'm used to really small rooms and just sleeping on the couch. All the things I can do to decorate this! I want to decorate and paint this room! I find the outlet near the corner of the wall and plug in my phone and lay it on the floor and open my closet. Wow, how can a closet be so big. This closet looks like my old room, might as well put a bed in and make an extra room. I turn around and strut to my window. It's a window seat!  I sit on the seat and look down at the darkness. I stare at the white walls and imagine my whole room, the way I wanted it. I look at the clock, 9:47pm. I love this silen-
"Jess, please help me bring things in here! "
Ugh. I was interrupted. I stretch my legs and take another look out the window.
"JESS!!"
"Coming." I saw gloomly.
I drag myself downstairs and peek into the kitchen. Marble countertops. Chandelier. Shiny sink. My feet and hands got a mind of its own and started walking and my hands started touching everything.
"Jess come here the truck is here. "
What truck? I walk to my mom and she points to the long driveway.
"That truck brought out furniture here and they're helping us move."
My mom, the men, and I help and move things into our house. A thousand hours later everything is moved in and settled. We wave the nice men goodbye and I run to the bathroom and use the sink to brush my teeth. I went to my room and grabbed my phone and plopped on my  zebra print bean bag chair, the only thing I could sit on other than the ground. Dang it. While we were moving it up here it must of got hung on to something. Lots of foam beads poured out of my chair. I sighed and picked them up and shoved them back into the bag and just sat on the floor. I looked at the time and it was 2:21am. I stared at the ceiling and look at my bed, witch wasn't set up yet. Guess I'm sleeping on the floor tonight.

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