Monday, December 15, 2014

The Nightmare on the 67th Floor

It was finally Halloween! I had been waiting the whole year just for this day.  But I hate when adults try to scare little kids.  Even a six year old like me can tell the difference between a mask and a real monsters.  I'm Antoinette, but I like to be called Annie.  I live in The Charleston Plaza in New York City with my grandmother who I call Nannie.  In the penthouse on the 66th floor which is at the tippy-top of the Hotel.

"Antoinette, wake up, you're going to be late for tea with Mr. Chaffau," said my grandmother, "Once you've taken your bath, put on the lavender dress that I laid on the dresser."

Oh my gosh, it was actually Halloween.  I just couldn't wait for the evening when I get to put on my pretty pink princess gown.  After my bath, I changed and went down for breakfast.

To be continued...

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