Chapter 1

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"I'm home!" Mother called from the living room.

"Hello darling.." She greeted me opening my bedroom door wide. "Hey mum." I greeted back. "I got something for you!" She said excitedly. 

I turned to her. "Some lilac flowers and red roses!!" She said handing me the basket of flowers. Oh how I love the outdoors! I just wish I can go out of this place.

I grabbed the basket and thanked her. I smelled the flowers and put them in my vase. I looked at the time. 3:oo PM. Painting time!

I grabbed my painting materials and canvas. I decided that I will paint flowers. I started picking my brush and dipping it in the colored paint.

I started painting in my canvas with passion. After a few minutes and an hour of painting, I'm finally done. I looked at my artwork. (At the side)

I smiled then looked at the time again. 4:50 PM. I better take a rest.

 I went to my bed and plopped down on the soft comfy mattress. I am lucky  to have a nice house with a caring mother. But, unlucky enough to not have any freedom.

 I sighed daydreaming again about what is it outside. What does it feels like to be free and smell the     fresh air.

 I sat up straight and turned to the window near my desk. I opened the curtains and looked at the beautiful view outside.

 There are people jogging, riding a bike, driving a car, talking, and other stuffs like that.

 But one thing caught my eye. A perfect family. A perfect family with a sister or a brother, a mother, and  a. Father.

 Those people are lucky to have a complete family. I mean, I love my mum cause she is my mum but, there is one thing missing about her. Her pure love.

All she gave me was fake ones. I can tell by the fake smiles she gave and forced laughter. All she did to me was spoiling me. Which I don't really like.

I went back to my bed and sat down. "Fluffy!!" I called my one and only companion. I then heard barking in front of me. I looked down and it revealed my cute Pomeranian.

I picked her up and sat her on my lap. "Hey my little fluf." I cooed. She barked cutely. "Do you know what feels like to be outside?" I asked. She tilted her head. 

I sighed and pat Fluffy on her head. I set her down on her little bed and I plopped down on mine. Thinking about the outside doors with a family and stuff.

But, my thoughts were cut of by something hitting my window. Or more like someone KNOCKING on my window.

Who could that be? 

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