I have never given thought that I would have a loving family...or even discover happiness and the warmth of love. Though who would adopt a child who can't stand the idea of being touched? Or barely leaves the room in the orphanage? As the years went...
The rays of sun streamed into my bedroom, filling it with light and comfort to my saddening emotions. I am currently reading one of my new novels Father has ordered for me, and I have Phildel's voice flowing softly through the speakers placed on the overhead, wooden beams in my room. My eyes roam the words of the book, as I lay upon my stomach on my queen bed with my ankles crossed in the air. I always wondered as to what purpose it is for all authors to write such stories. Is it simply to express their emotions, dreams, or pain? Or rather just try to visualize themselves as another person? I may never know, but it helps others take themselves from this cruel world.
My peaceful atmosphere of the room is interrupted with someone knocking a pattern on my door. I bookmark my novel with my Black Butler bookmark, and I turn to see my visitor.
"You may enter, Anna," I said to her as I see her through the crack of the door. No matter what I always leave my bedroom door open by a crack, unless I wish to not be disturbed. Anna skips into my room and plops herself upon one of the white sofa chairs in the room.
"Hey, Elsa. So, whatcha do-ing?" Anna asks as she smiles widely and bounces in place where she sits. I readjust my sitting to be in a position where I have a leg on the wooden floor and the other under me.
"Well, I was reading the new novel Father ordered for me. And as you can hear, I am hearing Phildel," I answer her with a smile.
"Eh, not bad. Though you do have a lot of books and stuff," she said looking at my built-in bookshelf behind her before returning her gaze towards me," Say, you wanna go out to take a walk?"
I quirk my eyebrow as I am confused as to why she would want me to go out. She must to have seen my confused expression before rephrasing herself.
"Oh, because you've been cooped up here, and I thought fresh air is good for you to...you know...breathe?" She mostly asked as she looks down and play with her fingers. I could not help but to laugh at Anna, throwing myself back on the bed the covers puffing.
"Hey! I couldn't come up with something else, you know!" I hear Anna say. I slowly calm my laughter and lay my arms behind my head on the bed. I turn my head to the side to look at Anna, still holding a smile.
"Yes, I believe that I should have a breather," I said chuckling. Anna gapes and throws the little cushion from the sofa at me, which she misses by many feet and knocks it into the other pillows of my bed.
"Don't be making fun of me, Elsa!" Anna said, crossing hers arms with a pout.
"Alright, alright. I will not deride you or any of sort to ridicule you," I assure her. I stand and head to my doorless walk-in closet and picked out my royal blue trench coat. I go back to stop my music with the remote, and I see Anna by the door.
"Alright, we may now go," I tell her. We walk down the hall and down the stairs. I see Mother and Father gone and presume that they are still at work. Father owns the Arendelle shopping and recreation centers, where Mother owns her own wedding businesses from dresses and decorations to the cakes and planning. Both have the same logo to represent the Arendelle family business, a golden crown that looks as if swiftly painted.
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