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The View From My Bedroom Window...


The view from my bedroom window is amazing!!! My next-door friend, Veronica is always sitting on the park bench wearing a purple gown, with her beautiful sun hat.  Every day, she sits there and makes bracelets out of rubber bands.  She makes various types of bracelets, which is pretty cool to watch. I wish she could teach me how to make them, because it looks very pretty. Then there are these two naughty little boys, Dan and Jimmy, annoying their grandma; their grandma yells their names loud. It is real fun to watch, as the boys’ race to pond and come back, Jimmy falls down. OUCH!! That, might not be funny, but guess what, Jimmy starts laughing at himself. Which, I guess is CRAZY!!! Their, next game always would be playing with the blue ponies. The boys are always eager to play with the ponies, as the ponies wag their tail. While, they continue playing, the grandma starts knitting. I have heard it’s hard to knit, but, while watching the grandma, it seems as easy as squeezing a lemon.  On the opposite side, theres a lemonade stand, organised by the twins. I have tried their lemonade, its real yum! Dan and Jimmy were there first customer. “YUMMMY”shouted Jimmy. “Can I have a second glass” asks jimmy. It seems Dan didn’t real enjoy it, so he went to play with the ponies again. The grandma had to stop Jimmy from drinking more. He sure loved the lemonade more than I did.  Far away, I can see construction going on and it is so loud, I always get annoyed. I also feel sorry for them, since they have to work so much. 

Hi, I would really appreciate if you comment!!
What is your view from your bedroom window? 
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