Beginning of the word war: may the best actress win.
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-September 13: Sunday (Day 6 of her fever)-
It was bright. The morning sun shined brightly above her, making her squint her eyes as she used her right hand to cover them, a warm smile plastered on her lips as she focused on the view ahead of her.
Inside a park where only a few families whose blankets were nicely covering the grassy floor as they sit on it were accompanying them. Causing for the usual crowded park to look more spacious that it normally looks.
Daisy smiled.
Her parents were waiting for her. “Daisy my baby come here!” her mom waved her hand, smiling widely at her while her other hand was holding her hat to prevent it from being blown away by the summer wind.
Chuckling at her, Daisy shook her head and was abo
