Once Upon A Cherry Tree (Pt.2 of Ch.1)

Surprised, the girl glanced at the window sill and smiled. "Good morning Little Robin," greeted the girl as she put her right arm forward. The bird tilted its head a little, uncertain as how to react. It chirped once again before spread its wings and flew out of the little girl's sight. The girl sighed as she closed her book. She got out of the rocking chair, stretching both of her arms as far as she could. Feeling satisfied; the fair-skinned girl skipped across the room towards a large mirror, which made her long dark hair swayed in rhythm.

"Good morning to you too, Selina," she giggled as she pointed her delicate index finger at her own reflection. It's rare to find young kids nowadays appreciating themselves with a warm greeting so early in the morning. Selina already understood that the person you spend most of your time with is yourself; so why not take some alone time when the day was at its fresh and be nice to your own self? Selina always thought it made her feel good.

Of course, in Selina's case, she completely understands this since she was almost always by herself no matter what time it was. Being the only child in the family, she does feel quite alone. Her father had died because of an illness, her mother was always busy with the company and she even attends home school which make her making any friends rare. Perhaps Selina's loyal companions were books; and nature would sometimes also play its role as her bestfriend.

Selina made one final stretch before she slipped herself into a more comfortable clothing. She had decided to spend the day making an excursion through the hills. After fitting a pair of dark coloured gloves, she exited her room and jovially glided towards her mother's room.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yay! I finally found this series' manuscript, so the story will go on. Though lately I lack the 'classical' influence, hope I can maintain the style I'm using to write this title. Until next time folks~ ^^

Once Upon A Cherry Tree (Pt.1 of Ch.1)

Occasionally during the summer or winter break, Mrs Lemon would take her ten year old daughter to a villa near Pine Forest. The villa was majestically erected at the foot of a hill based on the drawings of the late Mr Lemon as a sign of memorial of some sort for the wife. The grand building; made from the best quality of wood, painted with sparkling colours of oak and mahogany; was sturdy and comfortable enough for a family of two to stay away from the bustling city.

Nature was at its best that winter morning. The sun gleamed cheerfully, welcoming the early risers of the day. The wind played its part by blowing soft whispers, encouraging any adventures that were to happen ahead. A robin was seen flying swiftly across the sky, manuevering itself to a halt on a sill of an open window of the villa. Someone was already up in that room.

The red-feathered creature took a peep inside. A young girl, still in her pearly nightgown, was sitting on a large rocking chair near the open window. She did not seem to notice the peeping robin, as the girl was busy occupying herself with a medium sized bookon her lap. She was rocking away slowly with her hazel eyes locked on to the writings of the book, smiling one moment and frowning the next. The robin suddenly chirped as if it was laughing at the facial changes of the girl.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here's a sneak peek on my latest title for this blog. A promise is a promise. This story is based on an SMS description a girl once sent to me after my Form 5, and I promised her I would write a story based on it. And after two years I finally get the idea to produce it. Hope she will be reading this. Thank you for reading and enjoyyy!!