I've already said about hiding my thoughts at the lake, i didn't mention my own little rustic lake-house, whenever i feel annoyed by my family, i float with my rubber-boat away to a small rustic shed between the woods, it's not actually that small, it's just like my bedroom's size, it's full with my old notes and notebooks, i hide away with my thoughts out there, its just like running away to my real home, even thou i'm a loner out there, but at least i'm happy thinking is peace and writing notes and hide away my secrets.
Besides, i'm pretty sure that pervious owners of our house built this tini lake-house i discovered, and thats one of the facts to find out that my new house is interesting, in my other theories, i think that Olivia Brighton (The main owner of my house) built it for her autistic son, so he could organize his own playroom away from the house, i guess it was 50 years ago.
After i discovered it, i decorated it myself, i put down small writing desk, and a small couch, small library, painting tools, canvases, whatever i find it interesting, i even painted the walls, i did everything to make it look comfortable for me.
Looks like i don't only sit in front of the water, i found an another home.
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Gloomy River
Mystery / ThrillerI'm lost in books, i'm falling deeper, inside old derelict souls, no where to hide but my beautiful river.
