They've been on their own for a long time, they let me in somtimes ..
We play games when they do, though! I love drawing with them.
I always think they're pretty drawers, they draw really prettyful birds!
They say that they wish to fly, to be free! I want to fly free aswell!
If I start drawing things that fly, maybe I will become a pretty artist? I hope so!
She closed her diary with a smile on her face. Though, she did wonder why they spent so much time together now, she didn't mind, as long as they let her play with them!
Bringing herself onto her feet, she walked over to her small table.
She loved it, it had these curves running along to sides of the table top, it was so lovely. She placed the diary ontop of it and her writing utensil.
The door to her room opened up behind her, and she turned around, to see her mother there.
" Dear, it's time we went to see Yoshitatsu. " Her mother spoke, a small smile on her lips.
" Okay, Moma! " She nodded her head and ran to her side, clinging onto the side of her kimono with a hand, so that she could keep hold of her while they walked down the stairs.
Her sisters were already downstairs, near the doors, whispering between themselves, but they stopped as soon as her and their mother came down.
Moma and big sisters hadn't been getting on, lately, she had noticed. She looked up at her Moma's face, wondering why, but all she saw was her Moma looking at her sisters' with a sad look on her face, but they didn't even look at her.
Moma then looked down at her,
" Shall we be going? "
We play games when they do, though! I love drawing with them.
I always think they're pretty drawers, they draw really prettyful birds!
They say that they wish to fly, to be free! I want to fly free aswell!
If I start drawing things that fly, maybe I will become a pretty artist? I hope so!
She closed her diary with a smile on her face. Though, she did wonder why they spent so much time together now, she didn't mind, as long as they let her play with them!
Bringing herself onto her feet, she walked over to her small table.
She loved it, it had these curves running along to sides of the table top, it was so lovely. She placed the diary ontop of it and her writing utensil.
The door to her room opened up behind her, and she turned around, to see her mother there.
" Dear, it's time we went to see Yoshitatsu. " Her mother spoke, a small smile on her lips.
" Okay, Moma! " She nodded her head and ran to her side, clinging onto the side of her kimono with a hand, so that she could keep hold of her while they walked down the stairs.
Her sisters were already downstairs, near the doors, whispering between themselves, but they stopped as soon as her and their mother came down.
Moma and big sisters hadn't been getting on, lately, she had noticed. She looked up at her Moma's face, wondering why, but all she saw was her Moma looking at her sisters' with a sad look on her face, but they didn't even look at her.
Moma then looked down at her,
" Shall we be going? "
