Post by Amanda Orick on Nov 11, 2007 9:18:37 GMT -6
Amanda Orick climbed through the portrait hole and into her knew common room. Wow, she thought. The room was lavishly adorned in the house colours and had lots of squidgy armchairs in front of a blazing hot fire.
She peered around the room and said, "Hello? Is there anybody here or am I the only one?" When she got no answer she lowered her heavy trunk onto the floor. She ran over to the staircase marked 'Girs Dormitory' and walked up the first few steps. She then hauled her suitcase up to the top, stored it under one of the four poster beds, and decided that she would unpack later.
Amanda came downstairs again and sat in front of the fire. She slipped off her black plimsolls and toasted her feet. She leant back in her seat and sighed. I wonder when the others will arrive, she said to herself.
She peered around the room and said, "Hello? Is there anybody here or am I the only one?" When she got no answer she lowered her heavy trunk onto the floor. She ran over to the staircase marked 'Girs Dormitory' and walked up the first few steps. She then hauled her suitcase up to the top, stored it under one of the four poster beds, and decided that she would unpack later.
Amanda came downstairs again and sat in front of the fire. She slipped off her black plimsolls and toasted her feet. She leant back in her seat and sighed. I wonder when the others will arrive, she said to herself.
