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    dots Submission Name: Chapter 2.Irelanddots
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    Author: wizardmaster
    ASL Info:    2314/girl/China
    Elite Ratio:    4.09 - 7/7/21
    Words: 581
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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    dotsChapter 2.Irelanddots
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    I hate Planes, but that's the only way to get to Ireland, that is besides going on a boat, and I hate boats more the planes.
    The plane ride seemed to take hours, and it probably did. But luckily my mom manged to get me a second class ticket some how.I had my own seat, and a window seat. Though I didn't look outside, because I was scared of heights.
    Once I was on the plane, I took my green Ipod out.
    With music the plane ride seemed much faster.
    I left at noon, and arrived at 12:00AM. I took multiple naps on the ride, but I can't believe it was 12 when we got off.
    When i got off, I saw the airport was practically deserted, I was not surprised I mean it's 12 am, who's up at this time besides us?

    I looked around to see if I recognized my grandpa. When someone came up to me I thought they were a total stranger.
    "Raquel, is that you? You look so grown up!"
    Now this was my grandma, who I also didn't remember.
    " Yes, this is me grandma."
    I figured it was her, because who else would come up to a soon-to-be 16 year-old unless you knew them?
    " oh it's so good to see you again! Leo, Come here! Raquel just got off!"
    When Grandma gestured toward us I saw he was in a wheel chair.
    "since when did Grandpa have a wheel chair?"
    I whispered to her.
    " For a couple of years now, he hates it." she whispered back.
    By now Leo was a couple feet away. I tried to smile, but I didn't know if I pulled it off. my latest memory of him was when I was 5 and he was, well not in a wheel chair. We were playing in a bay and their dog, cooper, was running and splashing water in our faces. I couldn't believe this was the same man.
    " hi grandpa!" I said trying to be enthusiastic.
    " Hi Raquel. Wow, you really do look grown up."
    " well come on. we can't stand here all morning. Lets go home."
    Grandma practically pushed us out to their car, which was an orange Element.I had to sit in the back, which I haven't done in years.
    The car ride was about 30 minutes, and when we got there I saw that there house was a little one. But it wasn't the one I remembered when I was here.
    It was made of brick, and it was covered with vines that had pink flowers on it. it had a wishing well in front and a big willow to.
    This is much nicer then I thought it would be. I said to myself.
    " Well come on in dear, I think it's gonna start raining soon."
    As I got my stuff out of the trunk Grandma was getting Leo's wheel chair out for him.
    It was odd, seeing grandpa getting put in the wheel chair. Last time I saw him, he looked perfectly healthy.
    Grandma opened the door for both me and Leo. "Come on dear, your bedroom is up here."
    It looked like from the bottom of the stairs that the upstairs was really now just an attic.
    "there you go. Now get your self settled so we can all sleep in tomorrow."
    "thanks Grandma."
    I said, meaning it to.
    "your welcome,honey."




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