REMINDER: Don't forget to smile today, beautiful! :-)
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The sun was starting to fall, but I didn't take the last shining light rays forgranted. Using the sun's natural light, Harry and I wandered around the Primrose Lake's small forest curiously looking for anything. I pushed my way through a few branches, and gasped.
"Harry!" I called, turning around to face him and motioning for him to come and see what I found.
"What is it? Did you find something cool?" Harry asked, turning around to see.
"It's a.. house." I smiled. I started to walk over there and began to observe it. The house, it was build out of stone. There was some moss growing around it, and it had a few small cracks. It seemed pretty old. In front of the door was a dusty and old wool mat that said,
'This will always be your home.'
I smiled and glanced inside, slowly opening the front door releasing a rusty creaking sound. The entire house was filled with dust, all around the tables and chairs. There was a small bed, enough for two or maybe three to fit inside, the tables and chairs were really worn out. It looked like that design of chair you'd see at your Grandma's house. But this chair's floral designs were all faded.
"Do you think anymore used to live here?" Harry asked, wiping off some dust off of the table.
"Of course, but whoever lived here sadly abondoned it. Sad, this place seemed so cozy." I said.
"Hey, I found something. A name." Harry said, and I looked back at the table. He pointed at the part where he wiped off some dust.
FATIMA & JARED
FOREVER AND ALWAYS
1972 - INFINITY
I gaped, pressing my hand against the wooden table and brushing off some dust. "Harry.. this isn't just any house."
"What do you mean?"
"It's my Grandparent's house. It's where they went on their first date, where they fell in love, where they proposed..." I paused. "..and where they lost it all.."
Harry pulled me into an embrace.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
I nodded slightly.
"Yeah, let's just keep going."
Harry nodded, deciding to let me deal with this on my own.
I continued to look around moving onto the back off the house, Harry following my tracks. Opening the back door, it revealed a small garden with a incredibly tall tree in the middle. The rest of the garden was blank, covered in lone soil. Behind the tree led a pathway that went outside of the house and leading back to the garden. I looked up the tree and smiled, then turned back to face Harry still smiling.
"Welcome home."
Alison's POV
What I really disliked about myself was not my appearance, nor my large hands, but my eyes. My big blue eyes. Now, I'd think that many teenage girls would kill for blue eyes because they find them rather pretty. Not that I don't think that, I do. But the thing with my eyes were this, they held many secrets. Actually, more than that. They held secrets, memories, tragedies, heartaches and heartbreaks, and many more. That's my problem with my eyes.
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