Solitary Confinement
France morning
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Hope you like the store and kindly ignore the mistakes..
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and I want to confirm you all that I can't update frequently...
A very nice weather with shining winter sun
A house situated in the middle of the city
Shining under the sun....
Then a loud shout came from the beautiful house making the birds fly from the trees and breaking the silence of the nature
Lora/ marial's mom
Come down now
[💌] :: Lora mathilodi
[💌] :: 45
[💌] :: A very nice lady with hot headed
mind and also has a sweet personality
A sound came from the upstairs seems like it is a very young girl's voice
[💌] :: Marial mathilodi
[💌] :: 20
[💌] :: A very kind,young, sweet lady with
a brave personality (maybe)
and a sweetheart.
A room situated from the corner of the upstairs rooms
Looking very cozy and comfortable from outside and inside
Shining winter sun's rays coming inside the room making the room more beautiful
A sweet girl sitting in a corner table writing something on the dairy peacefully
But was Disturbed by her mom's loud voice towards her and decided to go and check why's her mom shooting her voice
Then the young lass came downstairs and found her mom in living area
sitting on a not so long but cozy and comfortable sofa watching TV
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*note* I don't own any pictures so it goes to the rightful owners
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and also I will give you the pictures of the house from inside so it will be easy for you to know how it looks
Marial
Can you please tell why are you shouting early in the morning
Lora/ marial's mom
what I am shouting
Lora/ marial's mom
I am just calling your name a little louder
Lora/ marial's mom
and if I will not then you will never listen
Lora/ marial's mom
ok leave that
Lora/ marial's mom
why you always in your room can not you go outside
Marial
Mom I think you are some type of crazy always changing your colours
Marial
like if I want to go then you says why you are always eager to go outside and if I want to stay then you says why always inside go outside
Marial
I don't understand anything
Lora/ marial's mom
you should not
Lora/ marial's mom
And how dare you call me crazy
Lora/ marial's mom
hmm you are crazy too
Lora/ marial's mom
ok leave it also
Lora/ marial's mom
go outside and enjoy
Lora/ marial's mom
today's Sunday and the market will be so much crowded after one hour
Lora/ marial's mom
so you should go early and get some ingredients early as I will make croissants 🥐 for breakfast today
Lora/ marial's mom
hmm bye honey make sure to bring all the ingredients written in the list ok
Lora/ marial's mom
and be careful
Marial
yes yes I will and I ain't a kid
Lora/ marial's mom
hmm I know I know
Lora/ marial's mom
uff ok lora make yourself ready to do the house chores
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hope you like it and also I againwant to confess that I can't update frequently as I am a student
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and the study tension is on another level
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ok bye gullies
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catch you later ✨🍷
Marché Bastille
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let's start guyz
// Location - Marché Bastille //
Beautiful lady Walking down the path market looking for best ingredients for making croissants.
Marial
Today's day is much more beautiful than any other day
The weather is brightening the whole market area making the people or the market beautiful
Marial
The weather is more shine than my life
Marial
*the sorrow I have carried in my heart the pain I borrow in my lungs is quiet inching every part of my body*
Marial
Let's start today's journey
She walked into the famous Marché Bastille market
The market is little crowded making atmosphere fresh and pure just Marial's like
Marial
I have arrived early and thanks to my mom also
Marial
Let's do the marketing before it gets more crowded
Janice
Hmm what do you want
Marial
hmm...are you new here or a new shopkeeper of this shop
Janice
actually my grandpa is on a rest day today
Marial
ok who are you to oldpa
Janice
I am his petite-fille [grand daughter]
Marial
ohh I am so pleased to meet you
Janice
so am I and are you marial
Janice
my grandpa always talk about you so that's why I am know your name
Marial
so am I *smile* your grandpa is very gentle and very good with his words
Marial
we are like frnds by now
Marial
ok then please give the ingredients written in the list
// Location- Coulée Verte René - Dumont //
The scenery the atmosphere is providing the calmness and peace to everyone in the park
The place is not so crowded only blooming with the people who want calmness or who want peace after Storm in this atmosphere
just like Marial the 2nd option person
Marial
This place is claiming my soul
Marial
The peace I want may not be here but doesn't matter as long as it's Calm
Marial
Thanks to Janice to tell me the right path because I get so confused in finding the root as it has many roots*sign*
Marial
I am crazy sometimes*chuckle*
Marial
Living here since my birth still don't know the right path to the destination*smile*
Marial
Uff it's just beautiful around here
Marial
I must go home now or else my mom will kill me with her gaze only
Marial
Hey Marial why you are so late did you get kidnapped then how are you here did you possesssed your ghost and came here or MARIA do you want us to die while waiting for you to bring the ingredients from market and eat and die… *mimicking her mom's voice* * giggling*
While thinking and talking with herself Demoiselle started to Walk on the root that goes towards her house
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I must say at one point you will think what I am making a useless story
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it is not a useless story but a story that indicates real life stories of this generation's Young girls
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Hmm it is a story that shows the life of a lonely girl
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Lonely girl doesn't mean she doesn't have people around her but lonely means she doesn't have the people to share her words her anything
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I have said half storyline it's funny btw
The France Elegant beauty
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Have a nice day ✨
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It's a re-create pic of mine since 2023
chaotic morning with empty night
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I am free today so I thought to give you another update
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so let's start
// Location- île de la cité //
Lora/ marial's mom
Ohh did my daughter get kidnapped
？？？
what are you talking about?
Lora/ marial's mom
Ahh, oh my my my
Lora/ marial's mom
now you get time to wake up
Lora/ marial's mom
do you have any common sense
Lora/ marial's mom
how dare you to wake at 9 half
Lora/ marial's mom
couldn't you wake up early
Lora/ marial's mom
But no today is Sunday means rest day or what
？？？
why you're shooting your voice so much early in the morning
？？？
can't you shut your mouth for a second
Lora/ marial's mom
oh please don't teach me matio
Matio / marial's dad
I am not teaching you am just saying to not shout
Lora/ marial's mom
Shut up
Lora/ marial's mom
go and find where your daughter had gone now
Lora/ marial's mom
I told her to bring ingredients not anything
Lora/ marial's mom
and it's been one hour she has not returned
Lora/ marial's mom
now you tell how you supposed me to react?
Matio / marial's dad
Maybe she will come after some Walk why are you so angry
Lora/ marial's mom
MMM don't teach me *Left leaving area*
Matio / marial's dad
oh my gosh what can I do with this lady?
The morning bickering of the old couple is a must in this house old
Everyone goes to bed while listening to the old couple bickering and wake up listening to the chores
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why god when I will get a beautiful sleep without any loud noise
A loud scream came from the center of the upstairs rooms
The room give chill vibes with black and gray colors making the room more cool and cooler
There's a boy laying on the bed half naked and screaming top of his lungs
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give your attention to the sleeping position not anything naughtiness
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Why they are so much louder than the other days
Lora/ marial's mom
why are you screaming TIMOTHY
Timothy/Marial's lil bro
am not mom
Timothy/Marial's lil bro
you are screaming
Matio / marial's dad
ohh please stop
Lora/ marial's mom
where have you gone marial
Marial
am sorry just morning walk
Lora/ marial's mom
ok then, but next time keep a look on the time also
[💌] :: Timothy Mathilodi
[💌] :: 18
[💌] :: Sports man and a racer
[💌] :: A game lover boy with great hotness and also a gentle man . Love his mother more than anything anyone.
[💌] :: Matio mathilodi
[💌] :: 49
[💌] :: A very punctual man with great aura that can make anyone on their knees , a very responsible man and a man of Words.
[💌] :: Manager of A leading company in France
Marial
*why so much lonely I am*
Marial
*I strained to listen for any response, but there was only silence*
Marial
why can't I be a free Bird
Marial
* The silence was deafening, and I collapsed to the floor, overwhelmed by the loneliness*
Marial
Everyone here thinks I am happy to my content but am not
Marial
*"Let me out", I whispered, My voice Lost in the void*
Marial
* "I wonder if they still think about me," I said to the empty room, My voice laced with sorrow. "Do they ever look up at the same sky, wondering if I am okay ?" *
Marial
Maybe you moved on, but I didn't
Marial
I'm still holding the laughter, the happiness we shared sisters
Marial
Don't you know am in pain?
Marial
You just made me a laughing fool ! Didn't care about my feelings
Marial
you All betrayed my feelings
Marial
I know you love me but not more than timo
Marial
you have called me heartless with hate in your eyes and venom in your tongue
Marial
just because I didn't do the work Timon told me to do
Marial
I am not selfish mom am not
Marial
I am just selflessly selfish
Marial
am not I? , I whispered to the wall to the room, the only place where I have been shedding the tears of blood
Marial
* The darkness was suffocating, a physical presence that pressed down on me with every passing day. I lay on the cold concrete floor, My body aching from the hardness, my mind numb from the silence *
Marial
* I thought about my family, my friends, my life before this place. The memories seemed distance, fading with each passing moment. I clung to them, replaying every detail in my mind like a favorite movie *
Marial
And one thing I knew is my past is hunting me, my present is shouting on me, my future laughing at me , laughing at my vunrabulity !
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my hand scratches across the phone , the only sound in this opressive silence. I write to survive , to hold on to my sanity. The Words flow from my heart , a mix of fiction and reality , as I try to make sense of the place.
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Have a nice noon
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I took it yesterday
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