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That being said, on to the excerpt from a story. Please post your comments with guesses on which of the five senses this story centers around.
The shuffling sound was unmistakable as Grandma made her way to the bedroom mumbling something under her breath about “kids these days” and “do it yourself.”
When she reached the door, Grandma started carving a path through the boxes on the floor like a jungle guide wielding a machete. Boxes went flying over the bed and through the open closet door revealing the worn down carpet beneath. Alex was still standing by the nightstand, not daring to move a muscle, when Grandma arrived. Grandma yanked open the drawer of the nightstand with enough force to rattle the junk on top. The items tottered back and forth for a moment and then settled back into their spots on the nightstand. Grandma looked down at the open drawer and then up to stare at Alex. Alex had already seen the glasses in the bottom of the drawer and she slowly brought her eyes to meet Grandma’s.