centerMorning After
It started off as your average Saturday morning. Adriana woke up to
the sound of breakfast on the stove downstairs, as well as the smell of hot, crispy
bacon. Adriana stretched her arms high in the air and let out a huge yawn. Just last
night she had celebrated her eleventh birthday which was actually before that on
Wendsday the 17th of July. She got up out of her bed, went to her desk in the corner
was, and opened her porcelain music box and hummed the tune which accodring to her
parents was guarantee to calm her down and stop her crying when she was a baby.
It was this and her name, her parents once told her, that her real parents wanted to
stay with her. Adriana made a slight jump when she heard her mom knock at her door
gently. " Driana I know your up sweetie I hear that music box," her mother said
through the door as Adriana quickly shut her box. She had been daydreaming once
again of what her real parents might be like. No one knew anything about them just
that they left her at the adoption agency when she was but a few months old. She did
love her Mom and dad don't get her wrong it's just that she knew she was a little
different from other people and was sometimes known for strange things to happen
around her whenever she got particularly frightened or mad. She figured that her
real parents might be able to tell her why. "Breakfast is ready and served up. Come
on downstairs to eat," her mother said opening the door this time. Adriana lept up off
of the floor replying ok and rushing downstairs. She grabbed a chair at the table and
started to pile on bacon and scrambled eggs onto her empty plate.
"Hungry today aren't you," said her father with a warm smile on his
face. Like her he was still in his pjs sipping on a mug of hot coffee. "Did you sleep
ok," he asked conversationally.
"Yeah great," replied Adriana," I was exhausted after everybody went
home from the party yesterday night. By the way you really outdid yourself on
breakfast this time it tastes great Dad." Unlike in your usual family in the
Kentwood household the man did the cooking as her mom hardly ever produced
anything slightly edible in the kitchen besides cereal. The family finished the rest of
their meal in silence scarfing down almost every last scrap of food on the table until
they each met their fill.
Other than the coincidence of strange things occasionally happening about her only a few other
things made her really stand out from others. One was her amazing looks, she had just got done hitting 5'0
and of course was still growing. She had dark blue eyes and raven colored hair her complexion was tan
from spending alot of time outside not just during summer but all year round, she loved playing outside
with friends. Two was her talent, she was absolutley in love with the arts and dreamed of being in a play. She
particularly liked musicals to other people they might seem dorky, but to her they just looked like a whole
bunch of fun. Anyway after all of the food had been consumed her Mom collocted the dishes and her dad
asked," Would you mind checkin the mail Driana I gotta take a dump."
"Eww, dad too much information. Yeah I'll go check it," Adriana replied. She got up from the table and walked
towards the front door slipping on her favorite pair of lime green flip-flops before opening the door.
It was sunny outside and already starting to get a little bit hotter. Some people were already out there mowing
lawns or just hanging out on their front porch reading, talking on the phone, or smoking a cigarette. She
walked up to her mail box which seemed to be completley hidden under the massive vine of purple
and magenta colored flowers. She tooked the mail out and briefly flipped through it. "Bill, bill, junkmail,
junkmail, catalog, and...a letter for me," she said to herself quietlyin a slight surprise. It's probably
nothing important she thought to herself while walking back into her house. She set the rest of the mail down
on her kitchen counter and went upstairs to her room to open her own letter in privacy.
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*thought i'd leave ya w/ a little cliff hanger about her reaction. I mean I know you know that that's the letter from hogwarts. Pretty predictable no?
It started off as your average Saturday morning. Adriana woke up to
the sound of breakfast on the stove downstairs, as well as the smell of hot, crispy
bacon. Adriana stretched her arms high in the air and let out a huge yawn. Just last
night she had celebrated her eleventh birthday which was actually before that on
Wendsday the 17th of July. She got up out of her bed, went to her desk in the corner
was, and opened her porcelain music box and hummed the tune which accodring to her
parents was guarantee to calm her down and stop her crying when she was a baby.
It was this and her name, her parents once told her, that her real parents wanted to
stay with her. Adriana made a slight jump when she heard her mom knock at her door
gently. " Driana I know your up sweetie I hear that music box," her mother said
through the door as Adriana quickly shut her box. She had been daydreaming once
again of what her real parents might be like. No one knew anything about them just
that they left her at the adoption agency when she was but a few months old. She did
love her Mom and dad don't get her wrong it's just that she knew she was a little
different from other people and was sometimes known for strange things to happen
around her whenever she got particularly frightened or mad. She figured that her
real parents might be able to tell her why. "Breakfast is ready and served up. Come
on downstairs to eat," her mother said opening the door this time. Adriana lept up off
of the floor replying ok and rushing downstairs. She grabbed a chair at the table and
started to pile on bacon and scrambled eggs onto her empty plate.
"Hungry today aren't you," said her father with a warm smile on his
face. Like her he was still in his pjs sipping on a mug of hot coffee. "Did you sleep
ok," he asked conversationally.
"Yeah great," replied Adriana," I was exhausted after everybody went
home from the party yesterday night. By the way you really outdid yourself on
breakfast this time it tastes great Dad." Unlike in your usual family in the
Kentwood household the man did the cooking as her mom hardly ever produced
anything slightly edible in the kitchen besides cereal. The family finished the rest of
their meal in silence scarfing down almost every last scrap of food on the table until
they each met their fill.
Other than the coincidence of strange things occasionally happening about her only a few other
things made her really stand out from others. One was her amazing looks, she had just got done hitting 5'0
and of course was still growing. She had dark blue eyes and raven colored hair her complexion was tan
from spending alot of time outside not just during summer but all year round, she loved playing outside
with friends. Two was her talent, she was absolutley in love with the arts and dreamed of being in a play. She
particularly liked musicals to other people they might seem dorky, but to her they just looked like a whole
bunch of fun. Anyway after all of the food had been consumed her Mom collocted the dishes and her dad
asked," Would you mind checkin the mail Driana I gotta take a dump."
"Eww, dad too much information. Yeah I'll go check it," Adriana replied. She got up from the table and walked
towards the front door slipping on her favorite pair of lime green flip-flops before opening the door.
It was sunny outside and already starting to get a little bit hotter. Some people were already out there mowing
lawns or just hanging out on their front porch reading, talking on the phone, or smoking a cigarette. She
walked up to her mail box which seemed to be completley hidden under the massive vine of purple
and magenta colored flowers. She tooked the mail out and briefly flipped through it. "Bill, bill, junkmail,
junkmail, catalog, and...a letter for me," she said to herself quietlyin a slight surprise. It's probably
nothing important she thought to herself while walking back into her house. She set the rest of the mail down
on her kitchen counter and went upstairs to her room to open her own letter in privacy.
hr
*thought i'd leave ya w/ a little cliff hanger about her reaction. I mean I know you know that that's the letter from hogwarts. Pretty predictable no?