Today, I woke up, and, having being exhautistedly tired, I just rolled over, yawning, feeling as if the whole world was saying to me, “nah, no need to get up. WAKE UP NOW!” To be just more exaggarating, I had no idea that it was even morning before I sat up, looking around at the remarkably blinding-bright day, and, when I finally (properly) got out of bed to play the perfect board-game, Frustration, it cooled me down as I won for the first time ever.
Firstly, the whole morning was never reminding me at all the whole thing about going to the cinema by myself, with, of course, no other people but my nine-year-old brother and eleven-year-old sister. When I suddenly remembered, blurting ut weirdly out, everything seemed to think, a bit strange, but okay, that I had lost my mind. Apparently, everyone had all remembered it as it was so exciting.
THAT STORY WAS TOO DRAMATIC TO GO ON WITH.
NOT STORY TIME ANYMORE.
HERE WE GO AGAIN.
Today, we went to the cinema all by ourselves (just us brothers and sisters) and watched a great film called Paddington. William wasn’t expecting it to be so good, but after all, at least he gave it 9 1/2 out of 10! (Me and Tilly gave it 10 out of 10. It was really, really good, and I appreciate the makers of the film making it towards the best I’ve seen so far!