I lived in a block of flats (an apartment building). It had eight floors. It was near the motorway (highway) and a big parking (parking lot). 

Sometimes, my brother an I saw how many cars, lorries (trucks) or taxis (cabs) passing on the mortorway (highway).

We lived on the sixth floor, but my friend Paul lived on ground floor (first floor), so his flat (apartment) was less fun than mine.

In autumn (fall), I remember my mother made biscuits (cookies) rainy afternoons, the best in the world.

There was only a problem. If the lift (elevator)  broke down, it was a real torture.

Thank you very much.