Houses are very different.Some are huge and have gold swimming pools.Pop stares live in those.Some are in rows with a brick wall at one end and overlook a pie factory.Franklin Gates lives in one of those.Number three,Stanley Streer,to be exact.
Some people might think,"I want a house with a swimming pool,"But not Franklin.
He loved living on Stanley Street.Everyone was friendly.All his mates were there and the smells from the pie factory,delicious!There was just one problem.Franklin's mum and dad wanted to move.His mum was expecting twins and they needed another bedroom.
'I don't mind sharing mine,'Franklin said.
'Babies cry all night.'
'This house is TOO small,'said his mum
Next day,there was a 'For Sale'sign stuck Franklin's door.
Franklin and his best friend Josh stared at the words of doom.
'What am I going to do,Josh?'said Franklin.
'I'llwear earplugs.'
But his parents wouldn't listen.
'This house isTOO small,'said his mum.
Next day,there was a'For Sale' sign stuck by Franklin's door.
Franklin and his best friend Josh stared at the words of doom.
'What am I going to do,Josh?'said Franklin.
