Childhood memory - Chteau Des Ormes.

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Childhood memory - Château Des Ormes (2nd draft) Kate Warrick 10C2

As the blurs of different colours speeded past me along Andover road, I drifted away dreaming about seeing my cousin again, the warm sunshine and clear swimming pools. I couldn't believe I was going away the day to follow. It seemed like years ago I was sitting in my room, on the phone organizing this holiday with my cousin.

As the Friday evening traffic died down I roused from my daydream and sprinted across the gloomy road. I ran, excited and impatient until I was on my bed scribbling down my homework. My schoolbooks were quickly thrown aside as I started to repack my bulging bags. As I refolded my clothes smaller and smaller, the doorbell sounded and I jumped up to answer it. Rushing along the dark corridor turned into an obstacle course as I tried to get around the packed bags blocking my way.

Finally I arrived at the oak front door. Reaching up to open it slowly, inch by inch I revealed my cousin and her dad standing on my doorstep. The few small red bags clutched