Dr. E Weppler was a strange man whom barely anybody knew much about. All his neighbors knew was that he was a scientist who only spent his time in his office busy with some bizarre idea he had to get to space. The only reason people knew about this outlandish mission was because when he took his morning walks, precisely at eight thirty in the morning every day, he would always be talking about something like “a lift off” and “the house in space.” Obviously you wouldn’t find a normal person talking about their house in space. Aha! I must introduce myself, I am Ambrosia L. Spaulding and I have decided to come investigate what this Mr. Weppler is scheming up.
“Bye Mom,” I yelled as the door slammed behind me.
“Bye sweetie, be back by supper!”
“Bye Mom,” I yelled as the door slammed behind me.
“Bye sweetie, be back by supper!”