Thursday, September 3, 2015

The Broken Finger

On Wednesday, my mum and sister went to a hospital in France to see if my sister's finger was broken
When, they returned, it turned out that it was. While they were out and Ada and I stayed at home. We are staying on the other side of the river to the Eiffel Tower Ina little apartment. The day before, a creepy man put a decorated egg in a dead garden near my mum and dads windows. My mum thinks he is a sophisticated robber who put a video camera inside the egg for surveillance and my dad hinks it's a blown egg that's been painted. I think we should just throw something at the egg to destroy it. 

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