Kristen stepped into the house. The house was dark and gloomy. Only a
glint of light from a small lamp shone the place. There were many portraits
of people that seemed to be centuries old. The whole house seemed to belong
to another family - the spiders. Cobwebs were everywhere! The sofa, the
cupboards .
" Come, follow me."
Kristen walked behind here. She felt as if the portraits were staring at her as she passed by them. It was totally spooky. Her granny led her to a small room. The bed sheets were discolored and the floor was very dirty. A small lamp shone at the corner of the room. Kristen was disgusted. She had never seen any room worse than that. But she knew she could not say anything about it. Every room in her house was the same too. They were none the better. Soon, Kristen unpacked all her clothes and hung them in a wooden old cupboard. She lied down and wondered what was she going to do at her boring old house during the 3 weeks. She couldn't go outside to play and she couldn't explore the house. Suddenly, she heard a loud crash.
Kristen got up and went outside. Her grandma had spilled a glass of water on the floor. The glass was broken. Kristen went up to help. She didn't know why she went to help. She could have pretend not to hear her and let her pick up the pieces herself. But Kristen had a soft spot for her grandma after all. Kristen threw the broken glass pieces into the dustbin in the kitchen. Luckily her grandma was okay.
" Thank you girl. If you didn't come and help I didn't know what to do. The glass pieces are very sharp. Thanks."
For the very first time, Kristen smiled at her. Her grandma wasn't that hot-tempered after all. In fact, Kristen was beginning to like her grandma. Kristen poured another glass of water and handed it to her granny. Soon, the two began chatting away. Inside, Kristen felt funny. Her once most hated person became one of her most best friend. She seemed to have many things to say to her grandma.
After two hours of chatting, her grandma got up to prepare dinner. Kristen helped her granny prepare the porridge. They ate together, talking and laughing at the same time. After the "delicious" dinner, (They ate nothing but plain porridge) Kristen went up to sleep.
It was her first night. The round moon was shining into her bedroom. The whole place didn't look gloomy anymore. Kristen couldn't sleep. She was recalling what she did today -- the reluctant packing, her grandma's angry face when she met then, the things she said and her granny's change of mood. She smiled to herself when she imagined her grandma's smiling face. She had never seen her smile before. ' What a wonderful smile she has actually,' Kristen said to herself. Soon, Kristen felt sleepy, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
" Come, follow me."
Kristen walked behind here. She felt as if the portraits were staring at her as she passed by them. It was totally spooky. Her granny led her to a small room. The bed sheets were discolored and the floor was very dirty. A small lamp shone at the corner of the room. Kristen was disgusted. She had never seen any room worse than that. But she knew she could not say anything about it. Every room in her house was the same too. They were none the better. Soon, Kristen unpacked all her clothes and hung them in a wooden old cupboard. She lied down and wondered what was she going to do at her boring old house during the 3 weeks. She couldn't go outside to play and she couldn't explore the house. Suddenly, she heard a loud crash.
Kristen got up and went outside. Her grandma had spilled a glass of water on the floor. The glass was broken. Kristen went up to help. She didn't know why she went to help. She could have pretend not to hear her and let her pick up the pieces herself. But Kristen had a soft spot for her grandma after all. Kristen threw the broken glass pieces into the dustbin in the kitchen. Luckily her grandma was okay.
" Thank you girl. If you didn't come and help I didn't know what to do. The glass pieces are very sharp. Thanks."
For the very first time, Kristen smiled at her. Her grandma wasn't that hot-tempered after all. In fact, Kristen was beginning to like her grandma. Kristen poured another glass of water and handed it to her granny. Soon, the two began chatting away. Inside, Kristen felt funny. Her once most hated person became one of her most best friend. She seemed to have many things to say to her grandma.
After two hours of chatting, her grandma got up to prepare dinner. Kristen helped her granny prepare the porridge. They ate together, talking and laughing at the same time. After the "delicious" dinner, (They ate nothing but plain porridge) Kristen went up to sleep.
It was her first night. The round moon was shining into her bedroom. The whole place didn't look gloomy anymore. Kristen couldn't sleep. She was recalling what she did today -- the reluctant packing, her grandma's angry face when she met then, the things she said and her granny's change of mood. She smiled to herself when she imagined her grandma's smiling face. She had never seen her smile before. ' What a wonderful smile she has actually,' Kristen said to herself. Soon, Kristen felt sleepy, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
