|| Chapter 8. The light of the moon ||

Pov´s Anne:

From my bed, I could see the moon although it was hidden with some clouds.

I have always found the myths about this star interesting, Mom always told me those stories in which the only protagonist was the moon.

2 months ago I decided to remodel my room now it has the theme of this star, I got up and got a little closer to appreciate the night sky.

Sometimes the nights make me a little nostalgic, but it helps me vent my anguish and does not let me stress.

I seem a bit bipolar my emotions are suddenly changing. In the morning, Mom noticed the change in his rose bushes, she told me thank you for helping him but she also told me that I have to be careful that she doesn't want him to hurt me.

Dad, on the other hand, told me that those marks are a good job and that he was proud. My parents are so weird, I don't understand them.

Go down to see something to eat.

I think that would be enough, when I'm done, I washed the dishes and went back to my room.

I lay down on the bed and fell asleep admiring the moonlight.

to be continue

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