*Plagiarism is the crime of stealing someone's art when you already a masterpiece.*
Luna's gaze began to glare at the skimpy ceiling as the familiar moans ring to her ears.
She wipes off her blue eyes and blinks them several times. For a bit, she slowly stood her short legs by the wide and filthy wooden window.
She strutted quietly, unmoved, and thoughtless, watching the serenity of the lawn dancing sweetly. It was waving right and left as the cold bliss kiss every leaves so gently. Her sight travel along from the gray clouds down to the water glistening peacefully.
After viewing the drastic yard, Luna feels her belly craving for some cereals. She yawned forth and back, repeatedly until she feels energized. She makes little hoofs to the next door right after her room.
"Momma", her innocent voice compound with the desperate groans shared between her mother and her step-dad.
The two do not seem bothered by her appearance. Their sexual affair composed wild lullabies from the corner of their room to the middle of the forest.
She watches her Mom stroking frantically, rashly, calculatedly up and down.
Her blank-angelic face does not show any unpleasantness for what is happening.
"Dear, uh go to your room uhhhh.
Hmmm, we are not yet done playing, okay?" Her Momma forcedly smiled. It seems suffocated in the wildness arousing in her stigma.
"I'm hungry now, Momma", she bitterly replied while caressing her gassy stomach.
"Okay dear, just wait for a while hmmm. Uhhhh, more Wilfred, more!"
Luna mockingly closes her short arms and stamps her small feet showing her disapproval.
Wilfred seems furious too. His deep, manly, and lethal look glared at Luna.
"Feed yourself, kid", he grumbled staring steadily at the little girl waiting for her movement.
"Get lost! Now!"
Luna frets and promptly runs outside towards the woods.
She goes inside to the safe and sound nature. Having nothing rather than her dirty white dress.
Something makes her eyes sparkle and she shouted out loud.
"Are you there?"
Her voice plays along with the wind. It pinches to the air crinkling with the dry leaves. It echoes through in and out in the large trees.
"Are you there, there, there"
She giggled to her excitement. She hides behind the rough trunk standing firmly blocking the first sunlight.
"I know you are there! Why you kept mimicking what I am saying?" Luna chuckled once again.
Her cluelessness about the world saved her to the deepest depth.
"Would you mind meeting me again in the river? Are you also wearing what I'm wearing now?"
Luna squeezes herself even tighter. She could feel the butterflies in her tummy was tickling her. It was like bubbles raising to her system and popping satisfyingly.
She rushes to the waterfalls. Mystifyingly gallops to the wooden bridge, down to the clear, blue, and benign water stream.

"Hi", Luna smiled genuinely at her reflection.
"Do you live there? Under the water?"
She confusingly said while knitting her brown brows together. Her reflection does not respond as she waited for it to talk. They peered eye to eye, not even dare to sigh.
A minute later, she got impatient and irritated. She was eager to chat with her reflection and she wanted it to be her friend. She slowly kneels and reaches the other side.
"Don't go deeply. I won't hurt you", she sweetly uttered.
She ducks, almost kissing the water, and dip her arms. The sky suddenly builds hazy streaks of cloud covering the sun. The thunder roared. The rain abruptly drenches the whole field withdrawing Luna's reflection.
"Where is she?" She anxiously mumbled.
Luna's curiosity did not stop there. She apathy the fear for the boisterous sound of the weather and continued scouring for her reflection.
She thought she was near to it because she felt something but she cannot see it through. Adding the raindrops sprinkling annoyingly to her eyes.
As she badly wants to catch it, it goes deeper and deeper.
Luna did not notice that almost half of her body was ready to sink. As she almost clutches to that thing, she unforeseen slide smoothly down to the river.
Her four-year-old body panicked. She goes against the heavy force that pulling her to the fearsome dark abyss.
She can not swim either float until another soul dive in to save her. Luna cannot see its face but she could tell it was a stranger by his blur-shadow figure.
Her oxygen cannot hold on anymore and the last thing she knows, she trusts her chance to live with this man.
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