It was a crisp, cold, sunny winter’s morning when my brother, mother and I woke up and had breakfast. We then decided that my brother and I would go swimming. As we walked in, we saw this huge lit up blue structure: it was all glass overhead, there were slides everywhere, and you could hear everyone’s voices echoing under the massive dome. Then we decided that we would go on one of the slides. It towered over us like a giant dinosaur. On the inside it was illuminated by an array of colours . It was so fun we went back about a million times.
later on we went into the main swimming pool where my brother and I were getting tossed side by side by the raging waves. My older brother decided to go and find our mum but we did not find her so we went to go swim some more. After a while my mum came to find us and she was upset until she remembered she told us to go swimming.
It was now night time. Outside the stars were shining really brightly. We got our stuff packed to leave swimming. We went out for dinner at a Chinese restaurant – then we went all around Center Parcs to see if we could do anything fun while we where there. Unfortunately we did not find anything so we went back to our house and ate the rest our Chinese and had pizza and watched films with our mother for the rest of the night. Then my mum went to bed but my older brother and I stayed up and watched TV and talked about things that we liked doing and about our hobbies and things that happened when we where younger.
It was now Day 2 of our holiday. This was the day we went paint balling: my brother and I walked into the paint balling field and we saw this huge playing ground where it looked like the valiant had died doing the good. It was now 10 minutes after the introduction of what to do with the paintball gun and we had started. Left right there was little paint balls flying around
My brother and I had decided on our hiding space where we thought we would not get caught: 5…4…3…2…1… the bell rang for us to go to war- all of a sudden all hell broke loose and the game had now started. My brother and I hid and found our own hiding spots where we thought that we would not get hit. The first round had ended, but without me knowing I had about 10 paint balls left. I had just gone into round two.
We both had to fill up but we had to wait until the end to get paint balls, so we decided to go and try to get the enemy flag. We got the flag and ran back to our side, but as I was 3 feet away my brother got hit so I went to try and get the flag and then I got hit. It was now the 3rd round: my brother and I swapped sides so me – we decided to get each other as well as the opposite players that were playing. Twenty minutes later we had got all of our stuff and had packed our bags to get ready to leave Center Parcs.
It was nighttime. We got back to our house. It was a villa made out of wood in the middle of Sherwood Forest. It looked like a luxury hut: there was Wifi; on the left was a toilet, left again and there was my mum’s room, then there was my brother and I’s room. The living area smelt of winter spices – cinnamon, oranges, apples and fresh cut wood. There was a fireplace and a drawing board.
It was so much different from my house: my house has 3 floors, it’s very tidy and it smells of vanilla. When it’s early morning in Centre Parcs you can hear the birds waking up, it’s a faint background noise. It’s so different to my house in London where I wake up to the sounds of cars roaring by, whirring helicopters and planes that fly really low down. In Sherwood Forest, it was so much more peaceful, and you could lie in, knowing you didn’t have to go into school that day. It was winter and it was cold, but when the sun came out you could feel the blissful warmth against your skin, not like London where it always seems to be raining and the weather is always dull and doesn’t make people happy.
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