As Annabella Prescott awoke on a bright, sunny day in mid-July. she smiled a great big smile, not just her normal weak minded smile.today, for the first time this summer she was overly happy , and rightly so.this day she has been looking forward to for the last four years. she got up from her warm, genial bed. she could up for joy. he annoying brothers were asleep.she went down stairs to see her grandfather. this my friends is the begging of the love, life and death that will happen over the next 7 years. she might think that today will be the best, but she will soon regret it....
i walked down the bottom of the stairs to see my grandfather, reading the paper. all you could smell is the sea air and dew sprayed grass filled my lungs... this is the smell of Boston. I've lived here all my life. right on the bay with my grandfather and grandma , and my 5 brothers. i walked down the wall to my grandfather's favorite chair. he didn't look up,or even say how did you sleep? or how are you today? His was turning hoary, it was once jet-black. but what was the same was her blue German eyes. During world war 2 his mother and him came here. so, what mom says hes a proud German.he had a pot bully, but he was tall. i kept looking at him, then he looked up. His laugh lines now lined his smile. "what are you looking at , Anna?" i started to to think.....
this is 1?6 part of chapter 1 of acceber. i need to know is it good or not so good? thanks bye
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