the lake house

i wake up to the smell of the dark red roses at the front  of the mansion walls were i lay my restless head in the morning with the doors wide open at the bottom of the bed were the dark red curtains blowng through the rustling wind . were i live you can see the tip of the  ocean were the horizon hits the edge of the sea , my feet lay at the edge of the bed  in the morning were the  sunrise hits  the tip of my toes as the warmth fulls  the sensational feel of the sunlight  crawling up my legs making my body tingle in the sunlight , as i stretch out my body on the bed yawning in relaxation my dog jumps on my bed and piles on top of me with her fluffy coat of furr its so big its like a white colour mixed with little bits of dark black around her mane shes got bright blue eyes that make my heart crumble because of how inocent they look her name is daisy because my parents said when me and her were young we used to roll around in daisys in the yards of  fields. daisey was a huskey and i was a girl who needed something safe and comforting and it was her . i chased daisy down stairs to the back of the house towards the pool were mum and dad were sitting down enjoying breakfast while dad read the newspaper and mom was reading vogue Goodmorning! lana my beatiful daughter !!!!! its a vert special day to day for you and me and your father she said yelling at the top of her voice my mother was very out there and loud and bold but she was vert young compared to my father she was young and beautiful but my father was rich and charming his motto was  $money is they anthym to success in such an  intaginising voice my father was a mob well known in the bussiness he was very high and achievable if he wanted something hed get it he lived life over they edge but never to risky he was lovable in so many ways because i was an obly child i would inherit everything he owned but he meant the world to me .