Chapter 2: A beautiful past

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That night Jilliane still continued to write her Manuscript...plenty of ideas comes to her but she do not know what to choose and where to start...and what happened to her lately is also still on her mind...she gets annoyed while remembering it....more and more erasures had been made and thrown on the bin...now she is not on mood...she even feel her eyes are becoming heavy...she change her clothes to pajamas and go to her bed...embracing her favorite big Piggy stuffed toy...she fell asleep...and merged into a beautiful dream.

It is such a warm and beautiful Saturday Morning ..and her Mum and Dad were busy putting their baggage on their new house...it is on Beulah Street, King's Lynn..Jilliane is also busy playing the door knob right from their bedroom.
She is so small, that she have to lift her feet to reach the door knob. She is so happy playing the door knob for she is amused on the sound it create.

"There you are my little queen!". Her father approach her and lift her close to him. In return she gave her father a quick gentle kiss on his cheeks.

"What are you doing here my queen?" Her father asked her while she is carried by him.

"I'm just playing the door knob of the bedroom"...she said to her father.

"But i think it is more fun here!" Her father showed her the veranda and they see the beautiful view of King's Lynn right there.

"Wow!..dad! It's beautiful"..she exclaimed amusingly.

"Yes my queen!.. that is why i choose this house to be our home..to see this kind of view". Her father put her down.

"Where is Mum?" She asked.

"Right downstairs..maybe preparing our lunch... Well i leave you here for a while my queen!..Daddy is just doing such important things for work...your Mum will call you later for lunch ok?"

"Yes daddy!" She replied.

Her father leave her and go downstairs to do his work.. while she stayed at the veranda to enjoy the beautiful view of King's Lynn. Wind blows on her soft big rolled golden hair. She saw a church nearby and right from a far a port.. she also see some children playing at the distant play ground. She feel that she wants to go there so she ran downstairs and her mother saw her..

"Sweetie..where are you going?" Her mother asked.

"I just want to go outside mum...there is a distant play ground and i wanna play there!". She politely said to her mother.

"A nearby play ground?.. well ok...and don't go too far...or else you will lost...just play there .."her mum remind her.

"Yes mum!"

Then she rushed to the playground nearby..and she saw some children there playing.But what caught her attention was a little boy with blonde hair. He is digging a little hole on the ground away from the playing children on the play ground. She approach the blonde boy..she noticed a sparkling diamonds on his eyes and rolled down to his cheeks. She became curious..it is now clear to her... This boy is crying...

"Hey...why are you crying?".. she asked the little boy. But the little boy didn't mind her and still continues to dig the whole.

She sat near the boy and watch him digging the hole who still crying...

"Why are you sigging that hole?" She asked the blonde boy again..then the boy turned to her.

"My little cat died this morning...so i am digging a hole to burry her". The boy still crying.

"Oh! I am sorry...i didn't know...sorry if i hurt your feelings.." she apologise

"It's not your fault...it is just my little cat cannot bear her suffering anymore." The little boy replied while rubbing his eyes.

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