Fiction: Group 3
could eat dinner wherever we wanted. I looked at Opal. She was giving me that look too. We had already
chosen.
Dad zoomed through the city, the bright night lights ready to welcome summer soon. I snapped
more pictures, and would take every red light as an opportunity. The rain was calming down now, but
occasionally, there were still a few drizzles, and taps of rain on our window. We arrived soon enough, and
the sun had set. We were in IFC. IFC is an amazing mall, and it has 3 floors, not including the parking
floors. But above the mall floors, there are many floors, for working. Dad works in those floors. We walked
around, seeing their latest display, which was a huge Easter bunny, standing with the basket, which was
filled with chocolate eggs. Around it there were real people dressed in Easter bunnies, and chocolate eggs,
giving out real chocolate eggs! I managed to collect 3, and Opal managed to collect 7! We walked over to
Starbucks, which was where we were going to eat dinner. All there meals were tasty but as a family, we
liked the spinach pie the best. I loved the crunchiness of the outside, and the juicy tenderness of the inside,
and how they went so well together. We gobbled it up, and went back home. I wrote about all the details
that happened today, and then switched off my light. And soon, all I could hear were the crashing waves, of
the sea.
