Letters, Art, Etc.

• Prologue •

         "The Usual Life is often boring."

Silence was Mariana often times can hear, she did have her lovely life, her family had a big house, and she's here taking care of her sister, she was a young teenager, she found her life boring, she didn't seem to have fun with her life.

Morning hits, the curtains are closed covering the light of The sun, birds would come by and go to a tree, the neighbors houses are quiet, but a smile would appear soon to their faces.

A knock on the door can be heard to her room, Mariana was a deep sleeper it's like she wouldn't hear peoples voices, since she was busy dreaming in her dream land, oh she wish she can stay long enough at sleeping, but she would want to help her own father and especially her own baby sister who is starting to grow up.

Mariana's father is a busy man, and a hard working man at the same time, he opened the door, he took this as a signal that she was still sleeping, this time he than shake her shoulders gently, Mariana knew at that moment her father would lecture her so this time she slowly wakes up, it was a signal that her father was going to work.

Mariana was studying at home, since her father figured out it might be better for her until she reaches senior high, Mariana was now sitting at her bed, "Mariana you know what to do right?" Her father said, she responded with a hum.

Looking at the mirror, seeing if his own clothes are appropriate for his work, even though he works as a guitar maker he wanted his clothes to be appropriate, "Maria the food is down stairs, your sister will be awake soon so you already know what to do." His father said taking a breath.

She was still on her night clothes, she have just have put the curtains aside, "Papa, things will be good, now I can handle it all, you can go to work now alright?" She said looking at her own father who than make a sigh, "Alright I'll close the door down stairs don't forget to lock it if you go down stairs alright?" She replied fast enough, "I'm not a child anymore papa, so yes I will lock the door down stairs once I finished changing clothes."

Her own father than closed the door of her room, and then heading out going to work, he had sold many guitars for the past weeks and to his surprise many people was buying it, this was a luck for him and his own family.

Finishing at changing clothes she than tied her brown hair at a low ponytail style, heading down stairs, there was a food already for her, there was a window at the kitchen sink, The sun was shining brighter of course, it had felt like there was more colours added.

She had turned on the TV, knowing that there are news going around, checking things if it's alright, her own father have said that they will be leaving after a month, it's because of the mayor of the town is having problems, and have said "We do not put ourselves in their problems, we should be on a peaceful life."

She had those words stick in her mind, she was already done with her daily chores, it was easy for her to do it since she needed her body to move a lot, She had checked her baby sister earlier, she was just sleeping peacefully not being disturbed by anyone.

Another thing she have to check was the mails outside, as she got inside her house checking some mails, she have just gotten a random mail from someone and have send it to her, she have think this was a funny joke or a test from her father, with that she than put the letters or mails from her father's room.

Since now she got a letter from a random person, she put the letter from her room at a table, this time she have just heard a cry of her little sister at the room, she than rush, carrying the small figure at her hands being gentle, their own rooms was just up stairs, she was humming a lullaby for her own sister to sleep, the little figure was used to this lullaby it had help her from the start.

Mariana took this another thought about the letter, wondering who would send some letters or mails for her, since she only met a few people at the town and create a small group of friends back then and she have forgotten them already.