Today was quiet.Mother and father had taken some of the kids out to play.Which left me,my older sisters'(Kira and Ashleigh),and my older brother Luke.Ashleigh was a thin tall girl with platinum blond hair,while Kira and Luke had Black hair.They all had gone downstairs to play pool,while i had run outside.Seeing as how i wasn't a TOTAL blow to my family,they gave me a little shack....away from the house.1
In which i could.."express" myself.They just did that because they think I'm a downer...but whatever i love my shack.In my eyes' it's perfect.A weeping Willow grew right beside it,in which i had hung a swing.Flowers & Vines crept up the side of the hut,which brought out the sun perfectly when it would set.On the door,a beautifully painted stained glass window rested.On the inside,picture frames are hung all around.I LOVE photography,and sometimes you can't fit in all in your room.I could come in here for hours and paint to my hearts content.Other times i would just sit in the willow tree and stare at the stars.Hoping one day...that i could go up there with them.But then,just as i got to really looking at the shack,mom called for lunch.It surprised me to see her back so soon.When i came back inside the family was setting the table...And when you really looked at us,you could tell we are really happy.I guess it isn't so bad to have a big family.
