Home, sweet home

It was December 22. The bitter wind swept the countless snowflakes across my front yard. My dad was there sweeping the 1. His nose was red as a cherry. With every breath he took, a white puff 2 into the air.

Inside, my mother was 3 the last of the boxes. As I entered the front door, the 4 that after today I wouldn’t enter through that door ever again 5 a hole in my stomach. I picked up my dog and sat Indian style with him in my lap on the 6, wooden floor. I had no 7 but to sit on the floor, for there was no longer any furniture occupying my house. I sat there in a daze (恍惚), just 8. There was no reason for my parents to make me, a once 9 12-year-old kid, 10. I had two best friends right across the street; I did well in school and I always kept my room clean. 11, this was “my house”. By no means did I want a couple of 12 living here. These recurring (重復(fù)) thoughts 13 around in my mind and I couldn’t find an answer.

Out of the front window I could see the orange top of a truck pulling in he cleaned driveway and I knew it was the other U-Haul. Instantly there men came 14 in the back door like World War Ⅲ was starting.

I watched 15 as the men, my mother and my dad loaded the truck. My dog even winced (畏縮) as he stared out of the window. I wondered if he was 16 , too, or if he just wished to play outside in the snow.

My mum came in, looking solemn (凝重) for my sake, I imagined. She turned 17 the overhead light, put the 18 in my arm and took me out of the back door. A totally 19 feeling filled my heart. For the first time in my life. I wondered what 20 would be to me tomorrow.

Home, sweet home

It was December 22.The bitter wind swept the countless snowflakes across my front yard. My dad was sweeping the_21_____. His nose was red as a cherry. With every breath he took, a white puff__22_______into the air.

    Inside, my mother was_23______ the last of the boxes. As I entered the front door, the __24_____ that after today I wouldn’t enter through that door ever again_25______ a hole in my stomach. I picked up my dog and sat Indian style with him in my lap on the_26_____, wooden floor. I had no 27______but to sit on the floor , for there was no longer any furniture occupying my house. I sat there in a daze（恍惚） , just 28______. There was no reason for my s to make me ,a once _29_____12- year- old kid ,_30_____.I had two best friends right across the street; I did well in school and I always kept my room clean._31_____, this was” my house” . By no means did I want a couple of _32___ living there .These  recurring（重復(fù)） thoughts_33_____ around in my mind and I couldn’t find an answer.

Out of the front window I could see the orange top of a truck pulling in the cleaned driveway and I knew it was the other U- Haul. Instantly three men came__34____ in the back door like the third World War was starting .

    I watched__35_____ as the men ,my mother and my dad loaded the truck .My dog even winced（畏縮） as he stared out of the window .I wondered if he was_36______, too, or if he just wished to play outside in the snow,

My mum came in , looking solemn（凝重） for my sake ,I imagined . She turned_37____ the overhead light, put the_38_______ in my arm and took me out of the back door. A totally __39____feeling filled my heart. For the first time in my life, I wondered what_40______ would be to me tomorrow.