Soon enough Arielle grew up to become an adorable child who spent most of her days playing on the family monkey bars.
When Arielle wasn’t playing out on the monkey bars she was working on her school homework, however this was only achieved if Poppy promted her to do it.
Although Arielle’s maternal grandfather had passed away before she had been born, Arielle had developed a common love for fishing. Unfortanely Arielle had not been very fortunate in finding any fish but rather logs and other bits of tat, to which she spend the evening screaming as she dodged the junk that flew out of the river.
Before she knew it, the sky had become rather dark and Arielle knew that she would be in trouble with her parents. Hoping to sneak home and into her room without being seen, Arielle placed down her fishing rod down and turned to walk home. Unfortantly her mother was standing a few yards away from her and looking rather annoyed.
“Arielle Rhiannon Lachance” Poppy scolded as she folded her arms and looked at her blushing daughter. “What time do you call this?”
“I didn’t mean to lose track of time, I’m sorry mommy.” Arielle replied as she held her arms behind her back.
“Don’t mommy me, Arielle. Your father is worried sick about you.” Poppy said not noticing that her voice was higher than usual causing Arielle to step backwards in slight fear. “I was worried sick about you.”
“I know.” Arielle sighed as she took her hand away from her face.
“You are so much like your Uncle Callum.” Poppy replied before pointing in the direction of their house. “Home now and pray to Plumbob that you father doesn’t stop you from going camping with your brothers.”
Arielle had spent the following morning locked in the bathroom, she felt ashamed. Trying to hold back the tears, Arielle began to make funny faces to cheer herself up however this only made her feel worse.
Having such lovely brothers, Arielle had been coaxed out of the bathroom with the promise that she could hold the tv remote and that they would agree to watch any show that their sister wanted to watch. So for the entire day, the three young Lachance’s watched ‘The adventures of the pink fairy called Charlotte.’
Ever since her mother had scolded her for saying out late, Arielle couldn’t stop thinking of her grandmother Rhiannon who she shared her middle name with. It had been a while since she had visited her grandmother’s grave and although she had never met her, Arielle couldn’t help but feel close to her grandmother.
Notes: Sorry for the late posting. I love my muse…and I’ve been working on bringing another wordpress to you guys..a non sim one but still another wordpress.