Fiorella, my homestay sister and I were hanging out a few nights ago and we were trying to find something to do. We had just finished making paper butterflies and coloring them with the gel pens I gave her. After sticking the last mariposa onto the wall we decided to go into my room. Fiorella came in with her flashlight and said, “Donde esta su foco?”* Where is your flashlight?* So I got out my flashlight and went to show it to her when the lights turned out. “Que fue eso?”*What was that*
Vzzzzzwwwzzzz.
The flashlights turned on.
We were Jeti warriors fighting for the prize.
Vwazzz.
I was hit, I fell.
And fell
Luckily there was a soft landing
The bed.
We ran around the house
Cornering each other between the t.v. and the sofa
The kitchen table and the counter.
“no I was NOT hit!”
“yes you soooo were”
“La cena esta lista”
The Jeti warriors both looked at each other…
Time to eat
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