Post by blackdance on Jul 22, 2008 10:19:55 GMT -5
...Just Right?
Bracken nervously opened the door of the medium-sized house that was to be her home. The house itself was about average sized for a semi-detatched, but the garden was extremely large, with room to graze her horse, Cali-Beam, in three separate pastures, plus three roomy stables at the front of the garden.
Inside the house...was nothing. It was completely empty apart from a few boxes of hers and Cali-Beam's things littered here and there. She could read the labels her father had written on them quite clearly: 'Dining Room', 'Lounge', 'Bedroom', 'Bathroom', 'Fragile', 'Kitchen', 'Do Not Tip Upside Down', etc., etc.
"Oh, Pa," she whispered, tears springing to her eyes. "I miss you so." She flopped down on the box labelled 'Lounge' and wept softly to herself. Sure, this house was amazing, she had the best horse in the world and she had finally found a place of her own. But was it right? Was it what it seemed? She had no friends here, no family, no one to comfort her in her sadness. If only she had someone to talk to, someone to call a friend...
Bracken nervously opened the door of the medium-sized house that was to be her home. The house itself was about average sized for a semi-detatched, but the garden was extremely large, with room to graze her horse, Cali-Beam, in three separate pastures, plus three roomy stables at the front of the garden.
Inside the house...was nothing. It was completely empty apart from a few boxes of hers and Cali-Beam's things littered here and there. She could read the labels her father had written on them quite clearly: 'Dining Room', 'Lounge', 'Bedroom', 'Bathroom', 'Fragile', 'Kitchen', 'Do Not Tip Upside Down', etc., etc.
"Oh, Pa," she whispered, tears springing to her eyes. "I miss you so." She flopped down on the box labelled 'Lounge' and wept softly to herself. Sure, this house was amazing, she had the best horse in the world and she had finally found a place of her own. But was it right? Was it what it seemed? She had no friends here, no family, no one to comfort her in her sadness. If only she had someone to talk to, someone to call a friend...