I Have A Story
There was a time in history when a girl lived happily.
She lived in a most charming dwelling. The windows had shutters and a beautiful fence surrounded the house.
In the back, the garden produced all the food ever needed. The animals lived contentedly, with plenty of water, food, and shelter.
The village near the girl's house was as enchanting as her house. The architecture reflected styles from around the globe ranging from classic to contemporary. The villagers were friendly and welcoming to all who visited.
Every morning the girl would arise with the sun as her silent smiling alarm clock. She would enjoy breakfast as well as the scenic view from her window.
Her day consisted of attending to chores, lunching with friends and visiting other friends, in addition to running errands.
When she decided to eat at home, she would enjoy the evening meal in the dining room that provided a spectacular view of each day's sunset.
She loved being entertained, whether it was the theatre or music. Laughter was no less important in the night than it was during the day.
At the end of the evening, she would prepare for bed in anticipation of yet another day filled with life.
Her sleep would be accented with pleasant dreams.
There was a time in history when a girl lived happily, and lived happily ever after.
She lived in a most charming dwelling. The windows had shutters and a beautiful fence surrounded the house.
In the back, the garden produced all the food ever needed. The animals lived contentedly, with plenty of water, food, and shelter.
The village near the girl's house was as enchanting as her house. The architecture reflected styles from around the globe ranging from classic to contemporary. The villagers were friendly and welcoming to all who visited.
Every morning the girl would arise with the sun as her silent smiling alarm clock. She would enjoy breakfast as well as the scenic view from her window.
Her day consisted of attending to chores, lunching with friends and visiting other friends, in addition to running errands.
When she decided to eat at home, she would enjoy the evening meal in the dining room that provided a spectacular view of each day's sunset.
She loved being entertained, whether it was the theatre or music. Laughter was no less important in the night than it was during the day.
At the end of the evening, she would prepare for bed in anticipation of yet another day filled with life.
Her sleep would be accented with pleasant dreams.
There was a time in history when a girl lived happily, and lived happily ever after.
