Chapter 3

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I'm not sure this is my room.

I am so shocked that I can hardly bring myself into the room.

"Your room ms."

At first I think she's joking. This can't be my room. My other room was a quarter of this room. I'm sure even the toilet is bigger than it. The walls are pale pink and there are pale green carpets at the edge of the bed and at the sides, there's a plush sofa, an exclusive dresser, a small breakfast table, a huge mirror by the side of the bed and a large fireplace. There's a closet and a huge bathroom with a shower. My bed is huge with pale pink bed sheets and pale green curtains.

"This is for me?" I ask

"Yes, it is." Sha says with a frown. She stays for a few minutes before she turns to leave and shuts the door behind her.

I tentatively sit at the edge of the bed at first. It's soft and comfortable. Then I adjust to a normal sitting position. I'm smiling so hard that I don't know when a hilarious giggle which turns into a laugh escapes my lips. I fall back on the bed and cover my face with a pillow.

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After taking a hot bath and changing into a long sleeved pink dress, I leave my room to do a little bit of poking about.

The light outside is dim and casting long shadows on the walls. I decide to explore the mansion on my own even though I can ask Aisha to help me. After spending the last two fours with her in the kitchen, I've found out how friendly she is. My fingers draw on the walls as I hide away from view into the shadows. I feel like a thief sneaking around. The thought alone makes me want to giggle.

I am so excited that I am half skipping. My flip flops are so soft they hardly make any noise. There is a door by my right which I relunctantly open holding my breath. It's locked. I walk faster hoping to get to another door but all I'm seeing are pictures of paintings on the walls.

I am about to make a turn when I see a large white door at the end of the corridor. My curiosity leads me towards it even though I am tempted to move on. This is a tour after all. The door is open when I reach it. I quickly let myself in.

The sight I see next makes me hold my breath. The room is very large. With rows and rows of books on shelves.



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