Last Monday, I went to my best friend's new house. She raved about it for weeks. "It is gigantic, every room has an ensuite bathroom," she would boast. Most people were jelous because I would be the first guest that isn't related. This was the thing I raved about. I watched the clock all day; second by second minute by minute and hour by hour. Finaly, the bell rang; school was over. We drove up to the same house she lived in before and entered. She took my up to her room "voila," she said. It was a doll house. I said" just how do we fit it in though?…"