It was the nineteen hundreds. Michelle was a seventeen years old girl at the time. She was beautiful. Hazel brown and thick hair, curled inwards, almost always with a blue headband tie. She had a pale completion and her eyes were a dark brown. At the moment she was wearing her light blue floral jumper with a frilled, white, short sleeved shirt.
Michelle was the eldest out of her and her two siblings. Denise was next at 15 years old, then Sam at 12. The siblings got along quite well, besides a few bickering times between Denise and Sam. Michelle was usually calm and tried to keep the two from fighting. Over all there was a lot of trust. Since it was the three of them home alone most of the time, their parents having business to attend to at work over half of the time, they had learned to love each other as all they had. They also had to entertain themselves. Their parents didn't want them to grow up watching the television so they didn't have one. No electronics of any kind. They only had each other, a yard, and the big two story house. Well, there was one other thing, the sounds.
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(Hhh sorry for short chapter it's like 2 am and I'm going out of town for the weekend so don't expect much.)
