New House

February 6, 2009
By Claire Regan BRONZE, Dix Hills, New York
Claire Regan BRONZE, Dix Hills, New York
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I awoke
it was open and airy
in the unfamiliar place

Too bright
not soothing like
in my normal favorite place
Stacks of boxes dull and brown
lined the room
All was familiar but the room itself

Alien walls
seemed to grow around me
My bed like a boat
in a sea of fear

Looking around
to the left then right
a child's face was filled with fear
Fear was something
I could understand

Fearfully rising
we left our beds
our islands of pleasant dreams
I opened the door
and looked down the hall

Foreign bright
it looked to me
The new house was big
but we were not alone

The author's comments:
This is a true story about when I woke up in my new house for the first time. I was six years old and the other child was my little sister who was four at the time.

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