afternoon tea

I woke up with bitter taste in the mouth it must be caused by yesterday's apples which must have been unripe. So I get up from my bed and go in front of my dresser and I fix my reflection in the mirror I see curls in my brown hair my locks are tangled I lift my frank to better look at my black eyes my pink hands caress my face up 'touched my pink lips I open my mouth I'm looking for said a word but I can't do it and I resign myself by closing my mouth there I take off my satin dress and decided to put on my orange dress with frills yellow I sit on the chair of my bedroom table facing this mirror where I take my brush to untangle my hair and to finish it all I take an orange ribbon that I tie on my head I wear my slippers and put on my ballerinas and I go down the stairs for lunch as my steps go I felt uncomfortable because its always the same cinema the good and the servants them all stop their jobs to compliment me in the eyes of all the nice men of the court M.de sevigne had the most beautiful girl in france who turns the heads of all men of all ages and kills all women with jealousy but so beautiful this child is the devil punishes her by giving him the greatest shyness in the world this girl although able to speak, she was never able to speak to any individual like her mother or father but provided with an angelic voice which serves to distract the court during her singing performances in which she does not say a word but whispers that sound but which allows a whole room in a row, my eyes intensify which terrifies me in the end my mother left the guest lounge and the servants continued their work arrives at the same level as my mother I bowed in greeting, she was moved as most of the time every thing I did was considered a divine act, so she and I decided to leave the manor and walk around. ns the garden there she told me of her desire to get engaged but she never met no young man with an essence as divine as mine which disappointed her particularly so I always remained as impassive because the roof I didn't like it so my mother remembers the taste which she organizes to find me a fiance she rolled up her dress gently to avoid my crumpled up and walked quickly to finalize the taste so I continued my walk in the garden until I arrived below the orange tree or I massaged on the ground and I slept under this good smell of Orange.

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