It was already afternoon and Bell was walking home with her mother.
Every afternoon her mother would pick her up from school and they would walk home together. Bell would always pass through the same flower shop, in the middle of a huge street, usually full of people and she would enter it with her mother.
She would walk in between the flowers, and in the end, she would always ask her mother for one. Her mother would always ask her “Are you sure you want that one?” and Bell would answer “Yes!”, and like always, the flower she chose was always the one that was almost dying. After buying the plant, they would continue their way home.
Their home was localized in the middle of the woods so they would have a long way to walk.
After entering the woods, Bell would always go in front of her mother, running carefree. At the end of the path, there was a huge clearing where her front gate was located. Every time she would arrive at the clearing, she would stand on top of a rock and stare directly at the sun. She loved the way the sun felt against her skin and how it would give her energy and warmth. She always felt at home when she stood on top of that rock.
And she was home.
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