My house is located in a small quiet alley. That’s a pretty pink house which consists of 6 rooms in totally: a living room, a kitchen, a toilet, a bathroom and two bedrooms. There are a white leather sofa, a television and a sideboard in the living room. After dinner, my father will turn on the television, choose a great movie and we watch it happily. Next to the living room is the kitchen where is used for cooking and enjoying the meals. In the middle of the room is a dinner table which is made from wood. Three cookers, a refrigerator and all the neccesary stuff for cooking is arranged carefully in the right corner of the room. In the left of the kitchen is a clean toilet. Beside the toilet is the bathroom which is equipped a shower and a bathtub. There are only two rooms upstairs that is my parents’ room and my private room. I’ve decorated my bedroom with adorable wallpaper and many lovely stuffed animals. A single bed is placed next to the window so that I can stargaze before falling asleep. In the opposite of the bed are my desk and my bookshelf that contain many kinds of book. There are also an old television and a piano in my bedroom. I especially love the piano because that was the gift from dad in my birthday. In every Christmas or Tet holiday, all member of my family ornament the house together and then gather in the kitchen to cooking. Although my house is not too big but to me that is the most beautiful house in the world.
My family is going to visit my grandparents in Kien Giang in next summer. I’m looking forward to seeing them and their beautiful house that I love so much. That’s an ancient small French villa with a chimney and many old arc windows. The house is light blue that is my favourite colour. There are two floors and a terrace in the house. A living room and a kitchen are in the first floor. My grandfather put a sofa made from wood, an out-dated telvevision and a small aquarium with many colorful schools of fish. Behind the living room is the kitchen. The stuffs in the kitchen are quite old, exception gas stove and refrigerator. My grandmother told me that she had a lot of experiences in this kitchen because she almost spent all of her life to do household chorces and cooking. Next to the kitchen is a cute henhouse where grandmom often takes eggs to bake a best cake ever. There are 3 bedrooms and a workship room where is kept clean all the time in the second floor. The bedroom is very simple and corny. I have to admit that the bedroom looks very musky. When I was a kid, I always thought of scary things would happen to me if I fell asleep in a bedroom that. And nothing happened to me, of course, that’s just my imagination. The last part of the house is the terrace which is my grandfather’s world. He has many strange beautiful birds whose names are difficult to remember, too. He lets the birds land in the trees which he planted a long time ago. Every morning, my grandparents do exercises and enjoy the fresh air there together. To everyone, that house may be very normal but to me that is the most perfect house in the world.
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My name is Phuong Nam. Now i am going to tell you about my crazy room . I call it is the flower room . It is painted in pale blue and white . There is a bed, a table, a lamp, a wardrobe, a ceiling fan and two windows. On the windows, there are vases with sunflowers in . My wardrobe is decorated by peach blossom. My bed is rose-shape. I hope someday i can have a bedroom this.
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Tôi tên là Phương Nam. Bây giờ tôi sẽ nói với bạn về căn phòng điên rồ của tôi. Tôi gọi đó là phòng hoa. Nó được sơn màu xanh nhạt và trắng. Có một cái giường, một cái bàn, một cái đèn, một cái tủ quần áo, một cái quạt trần và hai cái cửa sổ. Trên cửa sổ, có những bình hoa hướng dương. Tủ quần áo của tôi được trang trí bởi hoa đào. Giường của tôi có hình hoa hồng. Tôi hy vọng một ngày nào đó tôi có thể có một phòng ngủ như thế này.
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My family is going to visit my grandparents in Kien Giang in next summer. I’m looking forward to seeing them and their beautiful house that I love so much. That’s an ancient small French villa with a chimney and many old arc windows. The house is light blue that is my favourite colour. There are two floors and a terrace in the house. A living room and a kitchen are in the first floor. My grandfather put a sofa made from wood, an out-dated telvevision and a small aquarium with many colorful schools of fish. Behind the living room is the kitchen. The stuffs in the kitchen are quite old, exception gas stove and refrigerator. My grandmother told me that she had a lot of experiences in this kitchen because she almost spent all of her life to do household chorces and cooking. Next to the kitchen is a cute henhouse where grandmom often takes eggs to bake a best cake ever. There are 3 bedrooms and a workship room where is kept clean all the time in the second floor. The bedroom is very simple and corny. I have to admit that the bedroom looks very musky. When I was a kid, I always thought of scary things would happen to me if I fell asleep in a bedroom that. And nothing happened to me, of course, that’s just my imagination. The last part of the house is the terrace which is my grandfather’s world. He has many strange beautiful birds whose names are difficult to remember, too. He lets the birds land in the trees which he planted a long time ago. Every morning, my grandparents do exercises and enjoy the fresh air there together. To everyone, that house may be very normal but to me that is the most perfect house in the world.
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Hi everybody! I am Lan, I live with my family, my husband and 2 children. We live in a small house in the center of Hanoi. My house is small but it is very beautiful. There are 3 floors in the house and it has 3 bed rooms, one kitchen and living room together, others is bed rooms. It is not a fantas house but comfortable. In my bedroom, we has bed, wardrobe, a piano, desk and computer, TV, CD payer…. The living room is small but it is very nice and the kitchen is very convenient. In bed room of my children, there is bed, desk and or wardrobe. In fact, it has very litter of decorating things pictures or painting. I prefer the comfortable than the fabilous. My house also has a small garden with some trees and flowers that my husband is planted. My house isn’t large but it very beautiful, and I love this house so much. My husband and I had try so much to get it and the most important thing it is the place where all members of my family share the happiness and sadness and hurts together.
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It was a rainy day. We were stuck inside again. “Truth or Dare?” asked my friend Alyssa. “Dare.” I replied. I knew Alyssa was going to make me go outside in the pouring rain. “Ok. Well,” she smiled an evil smile, “I dare you… to go inside the evil old lady’s house!”. “No! I’m not going anywhere near that old witch, and besides, people can’t go on others' property without the owner’s permission. You know that! You were the one that told me about it, anyway!” I objected. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go inside the front gate” she said, rolling her eyes.
So I started walking towards ‘The House’. After what felt 46 years, I finally reached the house. I stared at the house and gasped. The house was a big one. It had three turrets and was painted grey on the outside. I climbed inside the high fence. Alyssa said that I only had to go inside the gate. So I could go back now! I looked at the big red door. Surely it wouldn’t hurt just to take a peek inside? But this was the house that everyone was scared of…
A gust of wind blew by. I held my umbrella tight. The wind tugged at my umbrella again. This time, it was stronger than me. That was the last time I ever saw my umbrella again. Oh great, now I have no choice but to go inside.
As I walked up the path, the big red door slowly creaked open by itself, as if I was an expected guest. This was so creepy that it felt someone was watching me.
I hurried inside, not wanting to be in the rain any longer.
I stepped inside. It was pitch black. I could not see anything. I somehow managed to walk into another room.
This room was filled with lollies. Everything was made of sugar. The grass was made of mint strips, the trees were made of fairy floss, the pavement was made of marshmallows! I tasted everything as I followed the path. It seemed to go on forever and ever.
I finally reached the door. It was one of those big, red doors that you see in fairy-tales. I reached for the chocolate door knob and turned it slowly…
I entered the room and heard something dripping. This room was dark and scary, un the first room. It felt they were in different worlds. I didn’t this place. I wanted to get out, but just as I turned towards the door, it slammed shut and the door knob disappeared! I ran to the middle of the room, hoping to find something that would help me get out. To my horror, I found that the dripping sound was actually blood dripping from the roof! I squealed and squealed until I got tired.
I decided to explore. I found a mirror hanging on a wall. It was all dusty. As I started to polish it, an image started to appear……but not MY image! I gasped as I recognized the old lady’s face as she stared straight back at me with an expressionless look on her face.
I touched the mirror once more. I suddenly felt dizzy… I was being pulled into a dream.
When I woke up, I found myself in the first room, the room of sugar. Everything was the same except the old lady was there. “No one,” she said to me coldly, “no one has ever dared to come into this house. Now get out and don’t tell anyone about my house!”
Suddenly, a fire started. Fire was everywhere! Before you knew it, the old lady had fainted…probably died. I couldn’t find out then because I had no time to. I had to rescue myself first. I was just about to get burnt by the ferocious flames when out of nowhere a gummi bear jumps at me and pushes me out of the way. I ran out the door.
Once I was out of the gate I looked back. The gummi bear was struggling in the fire, but because the flames were way out of control, I could not save the gummi bear.
I felt tears rushing down my face. I turned and ran. The gummi bear had saved me. I wasn’t going to let him die without trying to help him. I rang the fire brigade. It was the least I could do. I couldn’t sleep that night.
In the morning I found out that it was dead. I will never forget it for the rest of my life.
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