My Holiday.
I saw the elevator door slowly open as me and my dad waited anxiously outside to see my mum.
I felt anxious and scared waiting for my mum as she came out later than we anticipated so I thought something was wrong...
I wondered if she was going to be ok and if so if she was in a state where she could speak to us.
I heard the delicate "Bing" of the elevator (containing my mum) reaching our floor.
I smelt the unpleasent aroma of the smelly carpet as I layed down on the floor.
Fatigue had set in because of the long day that we'd had.
What did you do on your holidays?
Well done Blake! Reading this made me feel like I was right there with you. Oh wait..... I was :)
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