Cassidy
Wow, this place is so big and so beautiful. After walking inside the building with Mom I can’t help but remain awed at the gorgeous arches on the doors and all the beautiful art prints that are hanged everywhere on the walls along where we are walking.
Mom and I are pulling my suitcases along the floor while we follow Mark who is taking us to my accommodation in this gorgeous place. From how quiet Mom is right now, I can tell she is also taking in this amazing scenery.
“Alright Mrs. Brenson, here you are,” Mark suddenly says and stops walking.
I look up at him and I see he is standing right in front of one of the doors on this long corridor. The door has the number 78 carved on top of it and Mark is holding some clipboard in his hand and looking at it.
“Is this her room?” Mom
