Monday, May 17, 2010

My Special Place

As I stride to the sliding doors they slide open. When you enter it is like entering another world.

 

I distinguish people going to different and fantastic shops.

 

Children beg “Mum can I go to that shop?”

 

I helplessly touch people as they sprint to their favourite shops they like.

 

‘I hate it when there is heaps of people.’ I thought to myself.

 

I feel delighted when I’m here.

 

The smell is beautiful and marvellous as I sprint to my favourite shop, the $2 shop.

 

Where am I?

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