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Big Ben

Okay, so anyway, I was just sitting in Big Ben, like I do everyday. My mom gets pissed but I don't care.
"Brooke, going to fall of that tree one day! Don't come crying to me!" Blah, blah, blah.
So... I was sitting in Big Ben.
Oh, did I forget to mention that Big Ben is in the middle of this cauldisac? I'ts really cool. It's like it popped out of nowhere. Boom, a tree. It's roots are planted in the street. Of course, people just had to crack the cement, and put grass in there instead, ruining the landmark.
Florida workers...
Anyway... so I was sitting in Ben when this kid, Carl, walked up to me.
"Hi Brooke." He said.
I looked down at his puny little face. He looked like an ant. One that I wanted to squish.
"Hi Carl."
He was a 7 yearolder that lived in house 13, my neighbors.
I'm house number 15.
The subdivision was so small that people didn't even care to give it an address, they just called it 1,2,3... based on what side of the street you're on.
Our neighborhood is a one street road, and the cauldisac ends it. What lazy builders. And it's in the middle of nowhere! What kind of city name is Liscatta? I don't even think it's on a Florida map it's so small. All we have is a gas station, a small Bust and Go, a Mc Donalds, and Liscatta lane, my street. Glad you don't live here, huh?
"Why are you sitting in that tree?"
I looked at the sky and thought for a minute.
Why do I sit in here?
"Because it's a nice view."
"Oh."
I probably looked invisible from the intertwined branches of Ben.
Then I thought again.
Why is Ben... Ben?
"Well, it's nice to see you Bee."
"You too. Bye Carl."
"Bye."