Monday, 4 August 2014
A moment in time...
The Night At My Nanas House
I heard the tv speaking to me.
I heard my sister banging her leg against the bed.
I saw the tv.
I saw my sister.
I felt my cushiony bed.
I felt the tv remote in my hand.
I wondered if my nana will find out about me watching television.
I wondered if my sister would steal the remote.
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