☆Chapter Three: Fancy Edits☆

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Dear diary,

Today I will be writing things and events day by day... I guess two days in one part. Therefore I will take less pages (since I don't write on the back when I know I'm done.) SEQUENCING STARTS NOW!

*******DAY ONE*********

Today, I just woke up. Of course I did!

I dreamt of a blonde green-eyed boy with peach skin last night... that's all I remember... I cannot recall the other parts except for that one. I actually just recalled that his name ended with the letter "N"... I can't remember the other letters no matter how hard I try to recall... I will not give up! Because whenever I think of him my hert beat changes... like it becomes a little relaxed and calmed... and a little broken.... It kinda hurts but feels good at the same time... I bet even YOU are confused... yes. I am too.

What was I... I forgot... gotta go take a bath!

_☆After the bath:☆_

Gotta get dressed first!

_♡After getting dressed♡_

Okay, I am ready!!!
I think I'd like to go outside to explore or back yard this morning. I'll go down to ask permission from mom.

I can probably go by the--- holy! My dad built an elevator overnight??? Whaaaat... maybe he asked help and paid extra fees for the speed-build. Wow... I admit that I look kind of rich when it's like this. Oh well, I guess I can write while riding on the elevator.

I'll press the up down button I guess. Mom must be in the kitchen. She wakes usualy wakes up at 4:30 A.M she got kind of used to it, so she doesn't need the help of an alarm clock to wake up early. Okay... these buttons are really highly-customized... they are color-padded and there's a one-minute countdown before the door closes and the elevator goes down.

Here's the color-coded buttons:
Grey-Bottom floor
Green-Guest rooms
Orange-Dining room/kitchen
Blue-Hailey's floor
Red-Mom and dad's floor
Purple-Granparent's floor
Yellow-Library
Magenta-Mini Theatre
Silver-Mini Gym
Gold-Rooftop
All-in-all we have... ten floors... and holy Lord... I look very rich... just imagining it while writing makes me cringe a bit.

Okay, I'll press the Orange-colores button, AKA kitchen.

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Going down.
My room is just a few feet away from the kitchen. And yeah, I could've walked the stairs instead. I'm still a little dazed... so I think it'd bebetter to go on the elevator... that way it will minimize the chances of tripping and rolling down from the stairs to the floor.

Wow... the door is closed, but I can smell mom's delicious cooking. (Mom is a profesional chef by the way).

I will run towards her--so I will stop writing for a bit.

I am back, and I am sitting on a chair... Infront of our long dining table... how many will we be???

Thre's about twelve chairs in the same table. And... I am... sitting on the seventh chair. I'll stand and try to explore the dining room briefly, then next I'll explore kitchen.

So... there's four windows in the dining room, two on the left side and two on the right side... and they are colored orange... with floral curtains tied above them. This is not as big as my bedroom... of course, it's divided in two for the kitchen to fit in. The floors are tiled. The floor design is like... um... not floral. It's full of green vines. Not real vines, it's just the design. Anyways, this dining room is wide. It's half the size of my bedroom... I think. So now, I will head to the kitchen.

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