Prologue

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It was in the Spring when Eleanor met her mother's new employer. They were kind, unlike those previous houses they've been. It was truly a warm place, one that a kid could wish to have at her age. After all, only the warmth from her mother is all she could have a grasp of.


She was 8 years old when she first thought that she could finally call that place a home. She was just 8 when she earned a friend and harbor these strange tingling feelings she called bugs in the heart. She was just young and ambitious as she stared at the same aged boy's hand that holds a thing that could store memories. She was just a kid back then, wishing she could be like that too. 


When she turned 9 she first took a snap of the most beautiful house she's ever been, basked in the sunset's background as she imprinted it on her mind. It was the couple's youngest son who taught her all that, and she was just 9 when she showed her first polaroid that contains special memories she held close to her fragile heart.


Surrounded by the kids that are on higher status, she thought she will be fine to watch them make a job out of their hobby someday. All those mental note she had to bury at the back of her mind but she thought wrong, because she was just a 10 years old when she realized of what future would she like to lead her life with.


"Sien, gusto mo bang magpatayo ng studio someday?" asked, Jrin. 


It just took her one question from the family friend's kid of her mother's employer to pave her own path to the future. All it took her was to dream and believe she could, but all those thinking lack of something; being realistic of where she stood in life.


Every first of hers that happened in the early age of her dream career rolls at the back of her head like a film roll. What she dreamed of is now seemingly impossible as she extends her hand to the same kid who taught her everything. In her pair of skinny hands, placed a camera she used from the beginning. It was a gift from the employer's youngest son, Jarl.


It was her 17th spring when she realized where she stood in life; of what she could achieve if she takes advantage of her studious side. It was also the spring where she first gave up on her dream and stand beside her inspiration to achieve both of their what once called goal. 


She was just 17 when she had to abandon what was once her calling. She was just a young adult when she realized; she couldn't muster the courage and selfishly soar high for her own good.


As if she never aimed for the top to see the world like horizon that is endless on that specific view.


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⏰ Last updated: Aug 11, 2022 ⏰

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