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Imagination
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Ellie stretched her paint-stained sheets across the lumpy, too-soft mattress she'd been assigned too. The mattress appeared just as stained and well worn as the elastic cloth she held in her hands, but the mysteriously taupe-colored spots were most certainly not paint, and had a peculiar odor and made her slightly uncomfortable.
Despite this, the room around her was rather lovely and would suffice as her new home. A second lumpy, stained bed was pushed against the opposite wall, a bright window overlooking a lush forest was settled in the oak-paneled walls between the two beds, and the carpet was a prim blue color. Ellie sighed happily, pulling her creamy comforter from the pile of her belongings on the floor and ballooned it around her. She closed her eyes, enveloped in the cool fabric, and pictured the perfect summer that was on the brink of beginning.
Ellie studied her mismatched socks amidst the golden, ethereal glow of sunlight filtering through her butter-colored blanket. Her blanket seemed buoyant, and the soft bobbing of the fabric caused by the breeze flowing through the open window relaxed her, and she grew too tired continue the tedious process of sifting through her belongings, and Ellie slowly drifted off, still enclosed in her golden bubble.
Ellie stretched her paint-stained sheets across the lumpy, too-soft mattress she'd been assigned too. The mattress appeared just as stained and well worn as the elastic cloth she held in her hands, but the mysteriously taupe-colored spots were most certainly not paint, and had a peculiar odor and made her slightly uncomfortable.
Despite this, the room around her was rather lovely and would suffice as her new home. A second lumpy, stained bed was pushed against the opposite wall, a bright window overlooking a lush forest was settled in the oak-paneled walls between the two beds, and the carpet was a prim blue color. Ellie sighed happily, pulling her creamy comforter from the pile of her belongings on the floor and ballooned it around her. She closed her eyes, enveloped in the cool fabric, and pictured the perfect summer that was on the brink of beginning.
Ellie studied her mismatched socks amidst the golden, ethereal glow of sunlight filtering through her butter-colored blanket. Her blanket seemed buoyant, and the soft bobbing of the fabric caused by the breeze flowing through the open window relaxed her, and she grew too tired continue the tedious process of sifting through her belongings, and Ellie slowly drifted off, still enclosed in her golden bubble.