Luna the loving kid

Thu, 23 May 2024 17:30:47 +0000

I was lying on my comfy mattress with my soft pink blanket wrapped around me. Nothing can wake me up from such a comfortable sleep except my mom's voice. I loved the smell of the flowers that bloomed every morning in our garden. They are unique. I have never seen such beautiful flowers anywhere, really. I mean it. Our garden is filled with beauty, and that's why I don't like closing my window. My father would visit me every day in the morning before leaving for work. And I would pretend to sleep every single day, and he knows it. But he would take his leave very soon, after saying, "Bye, sweetie."That's how my day begins. And there comes a big alarm.