Grace/Paige (
allineedisyou) wrote in
cycleofages2016-08-27 11:26 pm
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01 | Saying Goodbye Is Never Easy | Aug 27th – 31st
Grace was running towards the arrival bay the moment she heard that more people were appearing on the platform. She didn’t know if her father might be there but she hoped. He would be there and she’d be there to greet him with a smile. She didn’t know why or how he had left. She woke up one morning and found him gone.
He would never leave without saying goodbye. Grace was sure of it.
She can be found at the arrival platform for the next few days. She took up a post by the door wearing a new dress but the same red hood. Depending on the time of day she can be found sleeping in the same spot and after a few days she’s trying her best not to cry. Her father wouldn’t want her to cry but she missed him so much.
He’d been here, for a few weeks, they had been together and they were happy. Was she a bad girl? Why would he keep leaving? Did something happen to him? Was he okay? Why couldn’t she protect him? Was she too weak? She was only just a child.
As the arrivals stopped appearing she realized that her father was really gone and she was alone again. She curled up on the floor and cried on that final day not caring who saw her.
He would never leave without saying goodbye. Grace was sure of it.
She can be found at the arrival platform for the next few days. She took up a post by the door wearing a new dress but the same red hood. Depending on the time of day she can be found sleeping in the same spot and after a few days she’s trying her best not to cry. Her father wouldn’t want her to cry but she missed him so much.
He’d been here, for a few weeks, they had been together and they were happy. Was she a bad girl? Why would he keep leaving? Did something happen to him? Was he okay? Why couldn’t she protect him? Was she too weak? She was only just a child.
As the arrivals stopped appearing she realized that her father was really gone and she was alone again. She curled up on the floor and cried on that final day not caring who saw her.

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"What's your favorite thing to eat?"
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Never the less he smiled as he talked about it.
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"I like tea."
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"Tea... I must admit I have not drunk much tea in my life." Or at least the life he can remember from a certain point anyway.
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Grace was thinking of having a tea party... maybe that would make her dad come back? He was always there for tea.
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"Would you ever have any recommendations for types?"
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"I'll leave you here, unless you don't want that?"
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