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Natasha had only lived in the house on Agoho road for two years out of her hectic, unsettled life but already it felt like her only home.

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Original Writing (2) by Catherine Baty Natasha had only lived in the house on Agoho road for two years out of her hectic, unsettled life but already it felt like her only home. She looked out of her window at her neighbour dancing around in the dark room opposite and, though normally she found this extremely entertaining, now she looked at her in sorrow, knowing it was probably one of the last times she'd get to watch it. Natasha looked at the large apple-green trees in front of her neighbour's window, their broad branches and limitless leaves seemed to stretch on forever. Through the branches she could just see the road, somebody was walking a black Labrador, its fur shining in the mid-day sun. Her room was quiet except for the disruptive noise of the air conditioner, but she didn't notice it, it had now become so normal to her that she didn't like not having it on because it would be too quiet. ...read more.

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She sat on her bed, in reflection, for what must have been hours. She was only jolted when her mum purposefully knocked on her door, marched in and demanded, "Natasha, what are you doing?" "Nothing" she replied. Her mum put her hands on her hips and glared, "No, tell me" "I wasn't doing anything" "Right, well then you can do your homework" "I've already done it" "Well," her mum said, looking slightly defeated, "you can get a shower then." She stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her with a hollow-sounding bang. Natasha stood up, her head was spinning from sitting down for so long; slightly dazed, she went into her bathroom, the pastel blue cupboards were nearly falling off their hinges, she smiled as she thought that any other person would've thought this room was some old, abandoned room that nobody would ever want. ...read more.

Conclusion

She stood by the window looking out over the large stone wall that marked the end of her garden and watched people on the field behind it. There were people playing football, people playing rounders, people walking their dogs, she looked at the street nearby and saw children riding their bikes; everybody was happy. She smiled slightly and look past it, past the rows of houses, their chimneys smoking and windows illuminated, she gazed at the miles of country-side beyond them, at all the fields and trees, there were birds flying in the distance. It had been a frosty day but the sun was shining, making the scene seem even more inviting. Natasha felt at ease in her surroundings, it was a beautiful place that she had moved to. She lay on her bed, dreaming of her old home; she smiled as she realized that she didn't miss it. She hated to admit it, but she knew she could learn to love her new home. ...read more.

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