queen victoria
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queen victoria was born in 1819 ands hs4e died in 1901. she was queen of the untted kingdom and empress of india.asjdfjasdlkfjslakdfjlll haskjfh hsadfhksadjfhksaf asdfhkshfksah sadkf ahdfdkafhksa ahfdj hakfdj h 'ahkdfj aif asj ahkfj hasi hsdfakf hafhu aisu hfasihf askjhriewt hiastu hai aiufh ak auf ha'jasdflkfja iaodsjf oasi ei fja joaisfj abjajg iagoii oaewitj oaji algjoia; aoijtr aoiej toia aoitj ao oaetj rao aoi tjoai oiat aoie wop aopt iaop hpaitr apTara Mulvihill Mulvihill 1 Mrs. Stambaugh English 351-4th April 9, 2002 Creative Paper “The Secret Life of Tara Mulvihill” “Good morning princess,” I heard a voice day in a British accent as I looked around the huge bed chambers where I found myself laying. “Where am I?” I whispered. “Well, you’re back home from boarding school. You were so tired last night you didn’t even say hello to your mother.” “Boarding school?” I thought to myself….I don’t go to boarding school. “You need to dress, your mother is waiting to see you.” I slowly sat up and looked around. The room was gigantic. It was full of beautiful furniture and huge portraits. I wandered out of bed and over to the closet. I stepped inside and looked around. It was a long room filled with all the clothes I could imagine. I dressed and walked out into the hallway. The hallway was wide. On the walls hung more portraits of people I had never seen. Every so often there was a group of chairs placed symmetrically across from one another. There were so many beautiful archways and moldings. It was like a castle I had heard about in history. “Tara, Tara!” I heard a voice call. “I’ve been waiting for you to come home and hey you are not even coming to tell me hello.” “Mother, where are we?” I inquired. “At home, of course.” “I could hear another voice barking at me. “Tara, Tara!” I looked around. This time I found myself back in history with Mrs. Carter in the front of the class. I sat up. “Now let’s turn the page and look at Buckingham Palace,” she told the class. It was all a dream. o aurpwae98t aa ahdfkaiuu uafhi as agfasdgf. |
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