Look at the Stars

It was a good day. We were in a neighborhood and we had our own house. I was the owner by the way but we also had boarders. We were like a small group of friends decided to live together in that big house.

The backyard was filled with trees and the entrance had a nice passageway from the gate to the door. The over all interior was designed by my cousin and I didn’t know she could do such thing. She was a store manager and design is so far from her field.

Anyway, so I had a fixed gear bike and a bicycle frame there. I also had some friends to ride with but usually or most of the time, I ride alone. On our first days, we eat on our own but one day, I decided that we all eat on the table and invite a guest if ever one will come.

Then we sang and Sarah was there. I didn’t know Sarah can sing well. It was windy and it was always cold in our place. You won’t feel hot or anything because of the weather.

There was also that spot in our neighborhood where I go to because it’s so high. I brought my camera once and climbed up there to catch the moon. I was struggling to sit somewhere by the tree and hold on to something tight so I won’t fall to the ground. I could see the whole neighborhood there. It was a beautiful spot.

There was also a shopping mall there and the weird thing was every closing they releases their worm snakes to guard the mall. There were guards too but their responsibility was to pay attention to what the snakes were doing. We were freaking every time we see one worm snake wondering the streets but they were good on us because we frequently go there.

So that was it, it was windy and awesome to hangout with some friends on that house. It was a nice stay.

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