“Mrs. Jones, My Neighbor”
I have a neighbor and her name is Mrs. Jones. She really is an odd neighbor. For one she wakes up at 6 o’clock in the morning just to turn on all the lights in the house, then she goes back to sleep. Then she wakes up again at 8 o’clock to go to the library. She also has this really weird clock; it’s like antique or something. Well, I’m happy to say that I’m not here to talk about her boring clock or her lights. I’m here to talk about the library, sad, but true.
Well, you know how said she goes to the library every morning. Who does that? Oh, and she always checks out the same books called “Yoga For Starters”, and, “How to Fix Your Clock”. Did I forget to say that she is horrible at yoga? Well, I guess that explains why she checks out the starter book every day.
Oh, and the other book she uses it to help her try to fix her clock. She’s been trying to fix that piece of junk ever since she moved in.
OK, so you know my neighbor is weird and possibly just a tiny bit crazy. Some of you may think this is a pretty interesting neighbor, just don’t get me started on my other neighbor, Joey Bob. Now he is interesting!
Well, my mom always lets Mrs. Jones babysit me. She won’t let me do anything except play cards with her. I beg mom to let me choose the babysitter, but no I’m not mature enough or something.
I’m sure I could drone on and on about Mrs. Jones' odd activities but-,”What mom!”, “Mrs. Jones is moving!”, “YES!” Just hope she doesn’t move by your house, and if she does. Well, good luck!
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