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Prologue
The cool breeze blew through her brown-blonde hair, as she sat on the front porch. Hitting her heels on the cement that was the porch. There was a soft pop with every swing of her short legs.
The house behind her was a bit old fashioned. Instead of auto-matic doors, the doors were on hinges. Much like the ones out of her History book from school. There were two large windows in the front of the house. She was told they were for light during the day. They had electricity, but they didn't use it a lot during the day time. The house was made of logs, as it had been built by the Gungans many years asgo. There was a look-out deck at the top of the house where she would sit at night and watch the stars or incoming ships. Her mind, however, wasn't on these thing it was thinking about something of great importance to her. Her Mom.
The bright sun hung in the sky as she looked up to space. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. It's bright color just matching that of her eyes. She wondered when her mother was coming. Most of all she wondered if her Mom loved her. Seeing as she was never home.
Standing, she walked in the house.
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