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Welcome to my first Sims 3 story. I'm not really good in writing stories but I really like it :)! Enjoy reading.

Welcome to my first Sims 3 story. I'm not really good in writing stories but I really like it :)! Enjoy reading. The morning light beamed into the brown bedroom through the large windows of the Kenwood villa. Only her head jutted out of the beige blanket that was specially made for her in Thailand. A soft snoring sound escaped from her mouth. She turned around one last time before it was time for her to wake up. Slowly she rose from the bed she laid in for eight hours. She stretched out for two minutes before she walked to the large windows which looked out on the large garden and pool. A new world was stretched out in front of her. A new morning, a new day. She slibbed into her pink robe that she found, wrinkled, on the floor. It fitted her like a glove. She walked slowly down the stairs barefoot. She couldn't risk waking up anybody. The tiled floor was still cold from the icy wind that blew through the conservatory yesterday evening. When she found out nobody was downstairs, she made herself breakfast. She never cooked a meal in her life before, so she was glad it didn't burn at all. In silence she ate her butterwaffles. They didn't taste as good as the maid made them, but it was still an achievement that it was edible. After she put away the plate and cutlery, she moved herself to the conservatory. She plopped down on the soft couch with big white pillows on it. She was relaxing when she heard a noise coming from the garden. Who could that be? "Good morning, Eleanor. You are up early today. Have you got any plans?" An almost bald man appeared in front of the young lady. His black glasses were big and round. He was rather formally dressed, and it was only morning.

"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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    8 Comment(s) posted so far

    #1 On Jun 1, 2012 xLyennerd wrote:

    Wow, this is really well-written and very detailed. Very good. I hope Mr. Kenwood will be fine in the hospital. \:eek\:

    #2 On Jun 2, 2012 fruitopia wrote:

    Good story

    #3 On Jun 2, 2012 jadababy2003 wrote:

    Wow. This is written beautifully! I am quite interested in what may come. Great job!

    #4 On Jun 2, 2012 Blaze0412 wrote:

    She looks like Lydia from the TV Show "Revenge" !

    #5 On Jun 2, 2012 helenabeat wrote:

    Thank you all for your laudatory reactions! Chapter 2 will be there as soon as possible \:rah\:

    #6 On Jun 2, 2012 keishafeller wrote:

    Awww.. Wonder what happened next. Good start!

    #7 On Jun 3, 2012 huntik06 wrote:

    Nice! \:\)

    #8 On Jun 4, 2012 taj39759 wrote:

    good beginning. can't wait for more.

     
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