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My Home Away From Home

Walking down Main Street I am greeted by many magical mysteries. I smell the sweet shop making carefully caramelized apples and can hear the noise of shoppers wanting every last bit of merchandise. I turn to see the man who all the kids adore holding the balloons, handing them out one by one. I continue my trek passing by the photographers wanting to take my picture in front of the view. I do not need a photo- the only photos I need are in my memory. My eyes are gleaming with joy and my smile widens. I have just seen the castle, the heart of the land. Every single year I stand in this spot and get a good look at where my childhood lives. If I turn to the right I become an astronaut- I can soar through the galaxy and fight crime too. If I turn to the left I become an adventurer- my time is spent in jungles or on pirate ships. If I go straight I become a princess- my dreams come true as I finally meet my prince.

My Home Away From Home

Walking down Main Street I am greeted by many magical mysteries. I smell the sweet shop making carefully caramelized apples and can hear...