Introduction|Poem|The Ricchis'

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The Ricchi's

Wilson "Sorry" Ricchi

Kendall Loraine "Hi" Ricchi

Lucia "Lucy" Ricchi

Abigail "Abby" Ricchi

Introduction

Night falls.

It has been days, weeks, and months since I last saw you.

Crying is what I have done.

I eventually realized you're happy, and I'm not an ideal fit for you. You love to sit and draw, I love to run and exercise.

Tomorrow I will run in the morning. Tomorrow you will draw the next home.

Oh, why can't we compromise?

Sorry! Put down the pencil and plaster and run with me.

I am Eager to learn how to draw and contrast colors. However, I know it like the back of my hand.

Expand what you do in a day. Run with me.

You may say no, then draft floor plans, and sketch a kitchen or nursery.

Oh, why can't we compromise?

It is Unfailing to try.

But I do not desire to draw.

I wish you would run with me, but I do not seek what you desire. I don't intend to be held back by what you think. I want to do what I want. I desire to experience freedom.

Look at what I've drawn! It's a luxurious house!" Sorry says. "Shush, sorry," I say.

"Hi, you Lack the love of things I do." You reply. "Shush, Sorry. It was nice to see you. I must run." I say.

"Get back here, sit and draw, love me Hi love me!" Sorry says. 

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