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Aunt Janette and Uncle Robert never had children, which is probably why they were always so excited for me to spend the summer with them in Wexford County in Michigan. They moved to Detroit a long time ago and then, about a year ago, my aunt died. I don't live anywhere near Michigan, so I could not even attend the funeral. I can still remember how I used to love spending the summer with her and her husband. Not every summer, of course, but I think I must have been there about seven times when I was a kid. I remember the meadow surrounding my aunt's house and the woods nearby. I would always have a great time when I was at Aunt Janette's place.
That one summer however, I had just turned twelve years old, did not leave me with only happy memories. My aunt and uncle welcomed me into their home and, since I was tired, let me go to bed early.
When I woke up in the morning, I made my way into the kitchen where Janette and Robert were preparing breakfast. After eating, they told me to follow them outside. I saw the excited looks on their faces as they said they had a surprise for me. Behind the house, there was a large tree growing in the middle of one of the meadow. It was closer to the woods than to the actual house, but it was still on my aunt and uncle's property. The two of them took me by the hands and led me towards the tree.
"Here we are. Now, it's a little late for a birthday gift and I'm not sure if you're not a bit too old for something like this... but I think you'll like it. We worked really hard on it", Janette said and pointed up to the treetop. There, partially hidden amongst the branches, sat a small, beautiful treehouse.
"What do you think, kid?", Robert asked.
"I love it!", I squealed. "Thank you so much! Can I go inside?"
"Go right ahead, sweetheart", Aunt Janette said softly. "There's a rope ladder at the side of the tree."
I ran towards the tree and climbed up the ladder. As I finally reached the top, I pulled myself up and set foot into my treehouse for the first time. It was amazing. It was not very big, but I loved it from the very first moment. There was a grey rug on the floor and it even had three windows, so one could look outside to either side of the treehouse. Looking out of the window across from the entrance, one could see the woods. To the left and right I had a nice view over the grass fields and as I turned around to look out of the entrance, I could see my aunt and uncle on the ground waving at me.
I spent almost t
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