A New Home

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Freya:

I was awoken by the sound of my mother yelling at me to come downstairs. "Freya breakfast is ready!" I slowly rose and threw on a t-shirt and jean shorts before trudging down the stairs toward my kitchen. 

"Morning Mum", I say sleepily as I turn the corner to enter the kitchen.

We just recently moved in not to long ago, and I am still trying to find the best place in our new garden. I decided to try the shaded area by the wall for the first time. I sat there for a few minutes before digging into the crepes that were just screaming my name. mmmm... they tasted so good, like sweet strawberries and creamy chocolate. I was quick to finish them, underestimating how hungry i truly was.

A nice breeze rolled by in the summer sun as I began to pull out my sketch book. We have such a wonderful pool with a fountain, so I began sketching it. The way the water trickled down the three tiers and the rippling effect it left behind.

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I had only been siting there for a short while, lost in my own world, when I heard the elegant sound of the piano playing. The sound was coming from the other side of the wall. 

As I stood up I attempted to jump up in an attempt to see who or where that beautiful piece was coming from. I sounded quite dramatic piece, but not of the sad sorts, more like a grad expression of joy. There were many trees blocking my view. so I decided to pull over a chair and stand on it to get a better view. I looked around and saw no one so I jumped over the wall.


A/N: hello! This is the first chapter!!! yay finally. please give me any feedback and suggestions in the comments. I would love to know if ya'll like the playlist and photos from prior or not. Excuse any grammatical mistakes, I am currently writing this when I should be asleep -_-

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