the type writer

memories of family

I remember when my mom through this big tea party at her house one day when I was a teenager she baked cupcakes and cookies with fresh hot tea . Mr man who was married to Mrs pickles who also likes to gossip a lot about what's been going on next door lately by the lovely couple next door . my mom enjoy every word Mrs pickles is saying while my dad was talking to mr man about life and how one day the world would be a better place as they both laugh and sip their wine instead of tea . as I say for my self teenage me wanted to hang out with my brothers and sisters but they all having a conversation with each other while I walked out side thinking about one day I'll buy me a new typewriter to wright a good story and make a famous book about what it's like to have know friends with six sister's and brothers who talk to each other but don't want to talk to they big sister .

ps I wrote this story

and this book for the best

as my brother Todd walked in the room he noticed a typewriter on my desk he walked closer and saw just blank paper but know words on it so he searched around for evidence on my desk but can't find know paper about what I been writing on my desk . it was very clever of me for doing that I hid my work inside my drawer under the desk so Todd walked out the room waiting for me to come back .