❅𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓼.❅ ⭒-//𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒//-⭒

♥✩𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙, 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖙.✩♥

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I laughed out

"I love running, it's so fun!" 

I talked through shallow breaths, my mom would always have me practice running and I loved it, being out in nature, being able to run fast on hot days as the air hits my face. Though, I never knew why.

There was only ever one rule, I willingly obeyed it. The rule was that I wasn't allowed to go too deep into the woods, the air was either too hot or too cold. And It was also far from home and being young, I relied deeply on my mother.

I was running back home, I was going fast and I used the rocks, boulders, and stumps as obstacles.

I love to challenge myself, when running I felt.. freedom!

I was working on controlling my breathing to make sure I don't get tired.

... heavy footsteps followed me home, I knew the path by heart, well, only the part I've explored...

Jumping onto a big log, i could feel my muscles were a little tense, but I was close to home and I didn't worry about that.

I leaped off a big boulder and I ran to my door walking inside, wiping the sweat off my forehead with the back of my wrist, I took a masu cup and went to the well near our house to get some water.

I scooped water into the wooden cup, and I lifted it up to my face, sipping the water.

I put the cup back and I walked inside, going into my room, I walked over to the shikibuton, (futon) and plopped down onto it. It had been a long day and I was tired, my heavy eyelids fluttered shut and I dozed off to sleep. Soon after my soft snores filled the roof. 

((I slept for hours, dozing off..))

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I snapped up, immediately sitting up. It was late at night and it was cold too.

I let out a small groan. "Mm.."

I used my hands to support myself and got up,

Sniff. "Wait, is that food? AH! Food! Is mom awake? I think she's cooking."

I continued to get up, I stretched my arms slightly. when I finally stood up, I walked out of my room and my eyes scanned the room, I was my mom over by our table, she was making rice with traditional kimchi from a recipe my grandmother made, I scurried over to her sneakily and causiously tapped her shoulder, scaring her.!

I giggled when my mother slightly jumped back, she seemed to of been oblivious to my presence.

But don't be mistaken, she didn't waste any time and she went back to preparing the food to made sure it wasn't cold.

I sat down on the warm, heated floor, fidgeting around it excitement as my mom finished plating the food.

Happy, hungry, exhausted, excited, I was overcome with happiness. I loved my mothers traditional food. I couldn't stay still in my seat. "Chef's kiss!" I exclaimed,

I did a gesture for the statement, my mom looked over at me and chuckled, then she cautiously turnt with the two plates in hand, she set both plates on the table and she handed me chopsticks.

I took the chopsticks and I slowly started to calm down, immediately starting to eat my food I stuffed rice in my mouth, chewing constantly. It came to a point where my jaw had started to hurt, but I had already finished, so. No big deal!

I stood up, finished. When I looked over, I saw my moms plate completely cleared. I looked uo and saw her taking the plate to the sink, I knew she was going to wash them, though, she doesn't always wash the plates immediately so it was a little new.

But, I didn't really like doing the dishes. Even if my mom had to do it instead.

 I just happily hopped over to my room and smiled at my mom.

"Thanks for lunch today, mommy. You're the best!"

 My mom looked over, immediately noticing the sound. Hearing my comment, she smiled at me,

M: "no need to thank me, it's my job to keep you fed and happy." She had a warm smile.

M: "oh,! And, you should be getting ready for bed soon since it's getting late."

I nodded, and I walked into my room, and I walked to the shikibuton  and laid down, tucking myself in.

The comforting warmth made my eyelids slightly heavy, but being relaxed I let them close.. 

I slowly fell asleep.

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807 words today yall, I don't know how these bigger writers do it. Maybe it's peer pressure or experiences? Anyways, floating off topic. I know the title is deciving because it's only focussed on one point, I just got off topic. Because, what the heck do I do then?

That's all for this one though, I might add some changes or not because the other chapter isn't here yet.

I wanted to get the second one out by the end of today because of the four day limit, but something came up and I want to make it larger to accommodate for it. Bye!