Palm Drive was eerily quiet, which seemed very strange. Usually Palm Drive was bustling with people and noise. Suddenly all the curtains in every house were drawn open and soon Palm Drive was in full swing. People in smart outfits walked across the pedest

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First name, first letter of surname
SophiaT
Age
10
Palm Drive was eerily quiet, which seemed very strange. Usually Palm Drive was bustling with people and noise. Suddenly all the curtains in every house were drawn open and soon Palm Drive was in full swing. People in smart outfits walked across the pedestrian crossing with their eyes glued to their phones. Cars started pouring in like water being poured into a cup, and they rushed across the road, tires squealing. Amary woke up to the sound of car horns and her alarm clock next to her bed. "Beep, beep!" The little clock beeped and vibrated. Amary groaned and pressed the clock to turn off the alarm. She buried her head under the covers. Half an hour later, Amary woke again to the sound of a van reversing into the driveway opposite her house. She forced her body up and glanced at the neat grey brick houses all in row, with matching hedges all neatly trimmed by Megan, the florist and gardener who worked at the flower shop in the collection of corner shops. Amary breathed in the fresh air and sighed. Living in Camellia Gardens was like a living dream.

CHARACTER PROFILES

Lydia
Age: 26
Length of time in the street: 5 years
Lifestyle: Works part time at the bakery in the corner shops
Personality: Bubbly, confident, reliable
Eccentricities: She likes to give cookies to everyone in the street 3 days a week

Samuel
Age: 72
Length of time in the street: 46 years
Lifestyle: Retired, doesn’t go out a lot only for shopping
Personality: Loves to talk about the olden days when he was a young boy
Eccentricities: Only buys old technology and old furniture only

The white van pulled into the driveway with a red Mini closely following it. The red Mini parked on the side of the street and a woman in her 40s clambered out of the driver's seat. "That's it," she yelled at the moving workers. Amary watched closely, noticing the workers hauling out strange pieces of furniture. There was a whole stack of books with strange symbols written on the cover, a box that said in thick black marker, pet spider stuff, and a pet carrier with a black cat with glowing red eyes inside. Amary frowned, but decided not to impose.