Welcome to the Mushroom Kingdom

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Ok so most of this chapter is just, descriptive. But after this we'll get a really cool story with like. A plot started. This bit of the story could be used to add details for your script ofc so i really went into detail to make it easier to imagine for anyone trying to shift here. :)

I open my eyes, the warmth of the sun submerging my body. Looking around I'm surrounded by beautiful white daisy's, short pale petals with bright yellow centre's. The flower field goes on for miles around me.

  Ok so I'm changing the perspective from here bc this one is a bit hard and I just think it might get boring to read. 

You get up and look around. A few steps in-front of you lies a long river, surrounded by large boulders of rock and quartz. The river sung a loud song, contrasting with the song sung by birds which where no where to be seen.
Buzz Buzz
You turn to see your phone lying on a pink and white checkered picnic rug. Beside you phone was a small picnic basket filled with vibrant pink tulips. Picking up your phone screen you read the newest text message ~
From Mum: hello honey. Hope your enjoying your new apartment treehouse! Don't be spending to long exploring the area though, you have school tomorrow and I want to see what outfit you choose to wear.
Oh crap! You'd completely forgot about school. Rushing, you grasp the picnic basket, blanket and your phone and begin running away from the river. You have no clue where your running to, but you get the feeling that it's this way and your doing the right thing.

After a long 5 minutes of sprinting though what seemed to be endless daisy flower fields, you saw a large treehouse. It was still far into the distance but you know you could have run for days at this pace without getting tired. The treehouse was tall teaching up to the clouds. It had a thick stump that was wrapped in various wooden ladders, staircases and railing. This went all up to where the trees branches and leaves would be, yet instead there was a large cottage. The cottage was also completely made out of wood. And had a verandah made out of the same unsteady wood as the staircases and ladders connected to it. On the far right side was a rectangular pale blue door with a diamond shaped window.  The house was shaped really cutely, it was that one shape that's like a rectangle with a triangle on top of it. It had another diamond shaped window close to the roof above the door. On either side of the cottage the walls had long rectangular windows. At the very back of the house you see other level. It was smaller then the first but was built in a identical shape.

You keep running still holding onto you picnic belongings. Finally, you start hearing the soft whisper of water. Your sprinting comes to a holt as all the land in-front of you turns from plains of daisy filled flower fields to a shallow, ankle deep pond. The pond stretch out around you so far it was all you could see around the horizon. It was filled with clear, baby blue sparkling water with sprinkles for deep, forest green water lily pads. In the centre of the river was the large treehouse, beside the trunk of the tree rested a small wooden row-boat. You take a few more slow steps towards the river, the soft, gentle whisper growing louder. Finally you stop at the edge of the field, bellow and in-front of your feet your eyes catch onto beautifully crafted quartz pillar stars, each completely submerged in glowing water. Promptly, you remove your white heels and white laced rimmed socks that you had woken up with, and place them inside the picnic basket. You walk and step onto the first step, the cold, dampness of the quartz cooling down the base of your feet. You step down the two other stands, holding your white satin, circle skirt with your right hand, the picnic basket in your left.

Gracefully, you walk into the river, the ground feeling soft and slightly squishy beneath your toes. The coldness of the water submerged your feet, going up to your ankles. The suns warmth still reached you brushing against you slightly. You walked all the way towards the tree, when you finally reached it you stepped up onto an unsteady wooden staircase. You climbed up the numerous staircases and ladders for 15 minutes until you finally reached the top veranda. Next to the door you placed the picnic basket, and walked to the edge of the veranda and leaned onto the railing, peering down.

The view was magnificent. You could see the entire river bellow you, and surrounding that all the flower fields you had run though a few minutes earlier.

Sorry for the unnecessary long paragraph describing the kitchen. I just think pretty kitchens are fun lol. This is the only chapter that will be only describing :).

So. This is your house. Where your staying for the school year. Alone, of course. You open the unlocked blue door and walk inside. The first room was a simple kitchen and dinning room. There was a circular wooden table in the centre of the room surrounded by four, evenly spread out. They had all been coated in the same polish, a deep brown colour, the chairs where average dinning chairs with white pillows on the base and tall backs with engraved flowers to the top. Centred on the table lied a light blue glass vase filled with beautiful pink tulips. Underneath the vase was five cream coloured placemats. That's when you remembered the tulips that you had forgotten in your picnic basket and how good they would look added to the vase.

You go outside and bring in the basket placing it on the kitchen bench next to the door. The bench was made from a blue crystal type of material and had been decorated with a black and golden record player. Next to the record player was a wooden box that leaned against the wall, there were records placed inside the box. You reach in and pull out the one in the middle, Born To Die, Lana Del Rey. Your favourite. You turn the record on and the start to the song Diet Mountain Dew started playing. Also, your favourite. On the top of the wooden box was numerous candles, some melted others untouched. They were in the colour variety of pink, white and gold all smelling like the sweetness of vanilla birthday cake.

The rest of the kitchen looked as if it belonged on Pinterest as it was so perfect. The blue countertop was help up by wooden cupboards all filled by different cooking utensils. A little to the far side was the sink and stove, bellow was a regular cooking oven, a rectangular window was placed above the sink and on the wall above the window was a rack, pans in different shape hanging from it. On the opposite wall to the door was a wooden cupboard with glass doors and golden handles. Inside was beautiful white plates, cups, bowls and other utensils, rimmed with a light blue paint and had light blue flowers around them. Underneath the cupboard was numerous types of plants in various pots. The kitchen was beautiful.

You walk around the table and see a rack build inside the wall filled with a variety of different shoes. Most were heels or flats with fabric butterflies on the tips. You go into the picnic basket, grab your shoes and add the, to the rack. You continue to walk to the right of the dinning table and walk to one of the two wooden white doors. You open the first one by turning the golden handle and enter a bathroom.

The bathroom was covered in the same crystal as the kitchen bench-top, just in smaller square tiles. It was a normal bathroom with a white toilet, a white sink opposite and a large walk in shower. It had been decorated with the same candles as in the kitchen, and the same plants with a few additional hanging plants covering the base of the toilet and above the glass shower screen.

You walk over to the sink to see your reflection in the mirror, in the top right corner was a message engraved in a black marker, keep going beautiful. You look at your reflection, perfection. You look identical to in the other reality, but more confident. You know your perfect and you couldn't change anything about your appearance. Then you open the cupboard bellow the sink. You see different types of makeup, mainly mascara, eyeliners, blushes and a lot of different types of face glitter. And the very back of the cupboard you see a few boxes of your favourite colour in hair dye. You pull it out and put it on the countertop for later, of course.

You exit the bathroom and open the next door, turning the same golden handle. Inside was a large bed pulled to the left corner. The bed was huge and could possibly fit 4 people at once. It was covered in. White bedsheets with blue flowers. Different pillows were pressed against the corner of the two walls, and also scattered across the bed. Next to the bed was a small desk. Underneath the desk was a small, clear chair. The desk had been decorated with plants, candles and crystals.  Next to the door was a double door wardrobe, inside filled with different dresses, skirts, pants and shirts. There was a table dresses in different jewellery and golden flower crowns. On the side closest to the door was a full length mirror decorated with photos a beautiful black cat.

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