𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝 ™ 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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The wind blew violently by the end of Bloomsbury neighborhood , and as it did , the trees followed suit .It was rather early morning the sky was still an amused baby blue color , with clouds covering most of the view resembling a very a very strong sense of cotton candy lying mid air ; gravity did not apply to it apparently .

Summer had creeped in , and by the neighborhood , most of the windows were left open to let the cool air seep in the heated rooms ;the sun was smiling brightly , lightning the area and illuminating the healthy grown grass on the front hard of number of number 172 by walting road .

It was calm and peaceful mourning . The sound of the birds shirping loudly deeply annoying the young girl sleeping soundly in her little cracked bed , but she tried sleeping though , as she usually did . She turned on her side , her brain half awake as the annoying chirping of the birds disrupted her .

It was a sunday , a day to rest considering it was summer holidays before she would enter the secondady school . she was living in a hell her own family hate her , well she couldn't call them her family since they treat her like a maid .

" Wake up! Come on ! I want you to do my nails " the high pitched sound of a teenager yelled whilst banging on her bedroom door as though it was a punching bag.

" Ok alright ! I woke up .. you don't need to wrestle the door " the sleepy girl replied , frustrated .

Sitting up on her bed and kicking the uncomfortable warm covers away from her exposed skin , rubbing her face tiredly as she eyes the window her current wish is to go away from this house , she hates the way they treat her .

The small girl got up at once made her way over to the mirrored little wardrobe , her long dark hair was down with crescent mark on her forhead but she covered it with bangs . though it was it was not messy as it should have been ; she did sleep the night twisting and turning with it .

Yawning ,she picked out her clothing for the day , the only decent things she owns , Eliane pulled some black jodark jogging bottoms. and wore a chirt . the people who supposed to be her relatives treated her like a scum , everyone call her a freak however something odd happens , she knew that they're hiding something every time she mention her parents detention in her small room .

Eliane gazed at her seconary school uniform , she rememberd vividly , what had happened . Last time her cousin ate a whole plate of dessert and they suspected her , she went defending herself but her aunt slapped her and sent her to her room without meals , she didn't cry but her heart aching being orphan all what she wished to have a parents , living with her mother's relative made her to learn how to turn her emotions off .

But that night she couldn't believe how she awoke on someone calling her , and then she found an entire meal , it was a miracle , happily she dug in eating .

Shaking her head at the thought again , she dusted her thighs off , she looked at the mirror seeing a woman smiling at her , blinking twice she saw herself , the littele girl raised her seeing the weird mark like how can a car crash cause a mark like this ? ( there is something off ) .

she looked at her parents 's picture her mother smiling brightly and her father also , she smiled then gone to do her routine ,after she finished she opened the door seeing her aunt :" go and prepare for the breakfast .... and don't burn anything " .

she made her way to the kitchen , she started to flip the bacons and the smell of the bacon and the eggs spread along the kitchen .

The living room was rather large attached to just as large kitchen . There was a small TV that sat neatley by the fireplace , which wasn't lit up at this time of the year . A long red velvet sofa , was placed infront of both the TV and the fireplace itself , with a glassed coffee table that was piled with news papers ; by the attachement to the kitchen , there was a dinner table , with four plates go around .