My name´s Julia and I live in London. We [?] house about six months ago. I [?] to move, because I [?] our old house, but it [?] big enough anymore.
Anyway, I [?] the colour of my new bedroom, so I [?] to paint it. On Saturday morning Dad [?] me some money and I [?] into town to get some paint.
There [?] lots of different colours, but finally I [?] blue and white. I [?] two tins of paint and then I [?] them to the bus stop. They [?] very heavy. I [?] the bus, but it [?] very full. There [?] any seats downstairs, so I [?] upstairs.
When the bus [?] at my stop, I [?] to get off, but then something terrible [?]. I [?] the tin of blue paint. When it [?] the floor, the lid [?] and then the tin [?] down the stairs and out into the street. It [?] a line of blue paint behind it. I [?] what to do. It [?] so embarassing.