𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 ᵗᵛᵈ

003 ✧ Growing up II

[age:1 year & 4 months-Oct, 1999]

Ellie had more things to do as she grew, they weren't the thing she wanted to do, but she'll have to deal with it till she gets two and can actually practice her magic.

Ellie watches the TV often with her family, but what she loved to watch the most,
─besides some cartoons and anime─, was music, ─piano and violins the most─, and food, oh how she loved food.

Oh and every time these favourite channels of hers would pop up, her eyes would go wide and note every single thing she sees, then her aunt, Jenna, would joke and say, "oh look at that, she'll probably teach me how to cook then", then proceeds to sit down and watch with her, yet still can't cook to save her life.

[age: 1 y & 6 months-Dec, 1999]

John soon became very familiar with Ellie and would spend a lot of time with her, getting to know her, even if she's just a baby.

But Ellie, no matter what age, appreciates the effort, so she plays with him back, and she always loved the bedtime, ─daytime too─ stories about vampires, werewolves, and the supernatural in general.

But her favourite was always the originals.

Miranda would come into the room and say: "she's a kid John, those stories are not for kids." But John would simply ignore her and continue telling stories that made Ellie's eyes go wide in awe.

Grayson on the other hand, never gets to spend more than ten minutes alone with her, ─he got a record she would barely stand him for a minute─, she strongly disliked him, and never let him hold her.

He tried, a lot of times, but she'd simply wail and cry.

Ellie barely cries, not even when she was younger, she'd just make different sounds for when she's hungry or wants her diaper changed.

Diapers are very embarrassing.

Ellie loves Christmas with her new family, sure she barely goes around Grayson but she still has 'uncle' John, Miranda, Jenna, Mason, and the grandparents.

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[age:1 y & 8 months- Feb, 2000] - Ellie's P.O.V:

"Ellie, Ellie where are you, honey? Come to the kitchen, please." Miranda called for me from the kitchen.

My adopted parents had gotten used to me staying in my bedroom for a few hours.

Once, they came to check on me while I was in my bedroom, at times they find me sleeping, playing with the stuffed animals, drawing, all those things so it's fine, but they still check because to them I'm almost two years old so... still a kid, but mentally? never.

I walked to the kitchen where mom was waiting for me, I had gotten used to calling her mom, I call Grayson 'Da' just because I have no other way.

I call John 'Da John', he doesn't mind.