There was a girl named YeLisa. She was wearing a nice yellow and white checkered dress with a white blouse under, white long sock-ings, yellow shoes. Her light golden curly hair flew about her face in the wind..
She had 2 older friends and 3 younger friends. The older 2 were male and female, 30s and 40s respectively. They also had lots of friends they were with a lot. The younger ones were all girls. 1 with beautiful red hair, 1 with hilights, and a cute 1 with black hair.
YeLisa walked by the water, watching her younger friends, who were wrapped up about themselves and barely noticed her.
She walked away and ran into the boy. He wrapped his arms around her and held her closely and walked with her holding her a long time from the love he harbored for her vivacious personality..
When she reached the end of the harbor, he went back to care for each of her 3 younger friends. He picked up the one with white hilights, and the other 2 sisters he also interacted with. The 2 girls trotted along next to him..
YeLisa's lady friend showed up, and she ran to give her a hug in all the excitement and she wrapped her arms around her very lovingly.. The world runs on love, you know that? My dad always said I'uz lazy (I was lazy.) She picked her up, and she felt tired and settled but with her always onto something in her mind, some feeling.
Lots of people were at the other end of the harbor. A pirate boat showed up. YeLisa, still being held while she sat, looked over and was surprised. She said she was a pirate for some reason! There was room enough for them in the pirate ship. The others would go on a liner.
YeLisa went to swab the deck with the maties. They had a lovely assortment of seafood, that which vegans around must solely loathe. Also was fresh fruit, very juicy for some reason! YeLisa's older lady friend said it was about time she went into bed. She trotted off and tucked herself in and dreamed of being a glorious pirate dancing around in piratey dresses of red and gold and other colors.
They were patient on the boats and finally reached another land. They went from Holland to the creepy Norway to the north. They stayed in warm homes and had to dress up warm to go outside. YeLisa began to cry, and the lady friend held her/picked her up. She knew she was older and was still happy. She cried every night missing the past. She was fed and still did the activities others did, like their necessary jazz dance. Of course, there were other important things, like some gymnastics, which she was pretty good at. She expressed and explored feelings by painting things. Her friend became her mom and took care of her and helped keep her other company. It was just such a depressing way of existing. She didn't even just missed home but missed other things too that made her unhappy.
She was happy as she still remained a support for her 3 younger girl friends who played with one another. They cooked and found fun and challenging activities.
She had a journal where she kept her private guilty feelings.. Her lady friend found it and asked if she could read it, and she helped her and elaborated just talking things out like people must have done in olden days.