Thread:Kusindlerp123/@comment-37242682-20181127213244/@comment-34459794-20181206014335

Frost walked the short distance to her house not really wanting to go to bed.

She had one other choice, farming.

See even if she was on the light side, farming for her was boring, too much hard work.

She went into her room humming a toon her grandma taught her when she was telling her grandma she would run away.

It went to a beat of hum hum hum hum hum do do       do do      do do do do do do kind of

you see the real song was: when you think of a  thingto do_oo  itmight notberight hmm

a short song but it was sweet, to some people

to Frost, the song was a barrier, like she wasn't free