Welcome to my first Sims 3 story. I'm not really good in writing stories but I really like it :)! Enjoy reading.
"Good morning, father. Yes, I was planning to go to the library." The young lady pulled her hair out of her face to behind her ears while she spoke. Her voice sounded like a little angel perched on her tongue. When her father disappeared to the garden, the young lady went upstairs to dress up, wash her face and brush her teeth. The mirror in the bathroom was big enough for three people to stand next to each other. The noise of water dripping down the sink interrupted the silence. After a healthy ten minute walk she reached the library. It was her favorite place in town. It was like a second home, she spent most time of her time there. The smell from the bookcases and books gave her a light-hearted feeling. She rubbed her chin to think before she picked out one of the unread books. She walked in a slow pace to the back and stretched out on the old, black wooden chair that was standing behind a desk. Her eyes flew over the letters of the book. She was so sucked into the story she didn't notice a stranger settled down in front of her. "You look familiar to me. Could it be we've met before?" The heavy voice spoke. His crystal blue eyes were focused on the young lady.
"Could be," she answered curtly. She didn't even took the time to look up from her book. "You didn't even look at me!" The stranger roared with laughter. "What's your name, my lady?" he asked friendly. Sparkles rose in his eyes as he smiled. The young lady sighed deeply and answered his question. "Eleanor. Eleanor Kenwood." She shut her book, put in on the desk and looked at his tanned face. "And I am pretty sure I have never met you before." She raised both her eyebrows and put on an ignorant face. "Are you sure? Because your name sounds pretty familiar to me. Kenwood, you said? I'm absolutely sure I've heard it before!" he shouted. He made an angry gesture with his hands. He attempted to recall where he had heard it, but after three minutes of silence he came to the conclusion he didn't knew it anymore. "Too bad," she said shortly. Her eyes moved from his eyes to the clock that was hanging above him. "Darn it! It seems like I lost track of time. I would love to chit-chat a little more, but it is time for me to go home." She put on a smile, rose from the old chair and pulled her dress right. Without putting her book back she went home. The cool evening breeze blew into Eleanor's face on her way back home. It became rather cold as the days went by. When she almost reached her house she saw a silhouette in the conservatory. As she came closer, the silhouette became more clear. Eventually she saw the old man, her father, coughing.
"Eleanor!" he shouted, while he was coughing. "Eleanor, call the ambulance!" He shouted harder and harder. It only caused more coughing. "Father!" Eleanor yelled. "Father! What happened? What's wrong!"
Without his respond she did what he commanded and she called the ambulance, which arrived within ten minutes. That day ... that began as a dream ... ended up in a nightmare.
Daydreamer - CH. 1
Jun 1, 2012 by helenabeat
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