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Hi my first fictional story. and it's all fictional, well almost.
Sorry in advance for any Spelling and grammar errors I’m Danish.
This will be a very long story like a little roman
Chapter One: The best day
It was the best summer in years, and I finely had some vacation coming up, but not much money to spend on a trip, to the south or something illustrious like a bathing vacation on some white sanded beach on an island in the pacific. So I pretty much thought that it would, just be me in my garden hanging out with friends again.
Sunday in the week up to where my vacation should start the phone rang and I picked it up:
“Hi Thomas it's mom”
“Hi mom what's up?”
“Well I was wandering if you could look after our summerhouse a couple of weeks we have just won a trip to the South of France, and are leaving on Friday”
“Congratulation! But why does it need looking after?”
“Well there have been allot of break-ins up there lately” She said with a worried voice.
I thought how lucky can I get, and my mood seems to sore.
“Of course I would gladly look after the summerhouse, and it fits perfectly with my own vacation”
”Thanks. You have the key with you still right?” she said with relief in her voice
“Yes of course”
“We will be home Saturday in three weeks if there are any problems I have my cellular with me, Okay?”
“Sure mom I will take good care of your little "baby"” We both laughed and said goodbye.
I hung up the phone and my insides were jumping and scrumming around, 2 weeks at the most beautiful little house Just right at the most perfect and quiet beach. With nobody but myself, the sun and off course with absolutely no clothes.
Friday finely arrived and I had packed my little car and hoped it would hold out the whole trip because it was a complete Bag of Bolds.
I arrived 3 hours later. Normally the trip only last 2 hours but I had to stop to cool the stupid car down and drive to a garage to get the Cooling fan motor fixed wuuhuu.
I tried to put my car into the little garage but there already were a Car in there underneath a cover “strange” I thought and leaved the car outside.
Locked myself in and on the kitchen table an envelope with my name on, I opened it and a letter from my dad and some keys and a credit card fell out, I picked up the letter and started to read:
Hi Thomas
We hope your trip up here went well and your car didn't break down too much. I don't know if you have heard but we have sold the big house and got allot for it. It was 2 large for two people so we have moved out in our apartment.
I paused why doo they never tell me anything it's always my sister that gets all the news because she live right next door to there now old house, and have kids my parents look after in the daytime when my sister and her husband are at work. I continued to read:
We have decided that you and your sister should benefit a little from this sale and out in the Garage is your new car. I have always known that you have loved the "Wiesmann MF3 Roadster" so that what's the key is for and the papers are in the special place you know. The credit card is what was left from the purchase of the car, and the limit on it is 100.000$ hope you will enjoy your holyday
Love Mum and Dad
Sorry in advance for any Spelling and grammar errors I’m Danish.
This will be a very long story like a little roman
Chapter One: The best day
It was the best summer in years, and I finely had some vacation coming up, but not much money to spend on a trip, to the south or something illustrious like a bathing vacation on some white sanded beach on an island in the pacific. So I pretty much thought that it would, just be me in my garden hanging out with friends again.
Sunday in the week up to where my vacation should start the phone rang and I picked it up:
“Hi Thomas it's mom”
“Hi mom what's up?”
“Well I was wandering if you could look after our summerhouse a couple of weeks we have just won a trip to the South of France, and are leaving on Friday”
“Congratulation! But why does it need looking after?”
“Well there have been allot of break-ins up there lately” She said with a worried voice.
I thought how lucky can I get, and my mood seems to sore.
“Of course I would gladly look after the summerhouse, and it fits perfectly with my own vacation”
”Thanks. You have the key with you still right?” she said with relief in her voice
“Yes of course”
“We will be home Saturday in three weeks if there are any problems I have my cellular with me, Okay?”
“Sure mom I will take good care of your little "baby"” We both laughed and said goodbye.
I hung up the phone and my insides were jumping and scrumming around, 2 weeks at the most beautiful little house Just right at the most perfect and quiet beach. With nobody but myself, the sun and off course with absolutely no clothes.
Friday finely arrived and I had packed my little car and hoped it would hold out the whole trip because it was a complete Bag of Bolds.
I arrived 3 hours later. Normally the trip only last 2 hours but I had to stop to cool the stupid car down and drive to a garage to get the Cooling fan motor fixed wuuhuu.
I tried to put my car into the little garage but there already were a Car in there underneath a cover “strange” I thought and leaved the car outside.
Locked myself in and on the kitchen table an envelope with my name on, I opened it and a letter from my dad and some keys and a credit card fell out, I picked up the letter and started to read:
Hi Thomas
We hope your trip up here went well and your car didn't break down too much. I don't know if you have heard but we have sold the big house and got allot for it. It was 2 large for two people so we have moved out in our apartment.
I paused why doo they never tell me anything it's always my sister that gets all the news because she live right next door to there now old house, and have kids my parents look after in the daytime when my sister and her husband are at work. I continued to read:
We have decided that you and your sister should benefit a little from this sale and out in the Garage is your new car. I have always known that you have loved the "Wiesmann MF3 Roadster" so that what's the key is for and the papers are in the special place you know. The credit card is what was left from the purchase of the car, and the limit on it is 100.000$ hope you will enjoy your holyday
Love Mum and Dad
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