A lonely house that looked kind of brunet down, sat on a street thinking of all the place he’d go if he could move. Suddenly a miracle happened the lonely house had feet. So the house started walking up and down the street .
The house thought about the places wanted to go to. When he finished thinking he said I want to go and visit his cousin the Eiffel Tower. So he started his journey toward the Eiffel Tower.
The next day the lonely house arrived at Paris and got greeted by his cousin the Eiffel Tower. When the lonely house said hi he got no answer, the house thought that the Eiffel Tower was sleeping so he went away.
The next day the house felt that he miss his lonely street and was really tired he didn’t want to move any more so he set off to his lonely street again once he was at home he went to sleep and never moved again.