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odours.
The gardens were filled with trees including fruit trees, we mainly ate from produce grown here on
the grounds. There were many benches spread out to sit down on, but I loved the gazebo which had
a bed of large oversized cushions underneath it. There were twenty four cottages situated at the back
of the manor where the servants lived and some of Cam's other workers.
This place seemed too good to be true sometimes and I wasn't talking about the beautiful scenery.
The animals in the gardens were somewhat different. It had taken me a few weeks to get my head
around the fact that this was apparently normal. I still questioned whether I was seeing things.
A mouse scurried across the path in front of me and ran into a bush. It was still clearly visible
though amongst the greenery, its pastel pink fur gave it away. Another mouse ran across the path a
pastel blue one this time.
I kept walking and a singing bird in a tree caught my attention, it looked like a black bird but I was
told it was a pink bird on account of its bright pink feathers. I still wanted to call it a black bird. I
was positive I'd seen a red owl the other night, it was dark though so I wasn't entirely sure.
The flowers were another huge thing for me to take in. They were everywhere I looked and the
amount of rose bushes was crazy. But the roses weren't what I would consider standard colours.
Here there were multi coloured roses and neon coloured rose petals even black roses and don't even
get me started on the black and white oranges that hung from the orange trees but no one called
them oranges here. They were simply called the black and white fruit.
I thought Emmett was joking when he first tried to get me to eat one, even the segments inside are
black and white. Some things are the same from what I think I remember and what I would class as
normal but other things I would look at and wonder if Shelley had been adding magic mushrooms
to my food. It all looked so surreal sometimes.
I carried on along the path heading nowhere in particular when something hit me on the head and
bounced off, landing on the floor. I looked down and saw a piece of bread crust next to my foot.
I looked around wondering where it had come from, until I spotted smoke coming from behind a
nearby tree. I veered off and walked across the grass towards the tree.
“Not funny, I thought a bird had crapped on my head!” I said playfully kicking him.
Kenzie snickered, flicking his cigarette into a bush.
“You know Cam hates you smoking in the garden.”
“What Cam doesn't know wont hurt him.” Kenzie said taking a bite out of his sandwich. “Where
else does he expect me to smoke? In one of the pigsties? Anyway I'm not the only one. That could
have been Em's for all he knows.”
By Em he meant Emmett, who also smoked like a chimney they were as bad as each other.
I sat down next to him and crossed my legs leaning back against the tree.
Kenzie was one of the few people I had grown close to over the last four months. He looked a few
years older than me like most of the people here that worked closely with Cam. Except for the
servants they ranged from young to old but I don't think I'd seen anyone that looked over the age of
forty.
Kenzie had shoulder length very dark brown hair which was borderline black and constantly
covered with a cap on backwards and he always smelled of bubblegum. He had lightly coloured
skin and black ink tattoos up both his arms. He always wore loads of cord and bright beaded
bracelets that I was always borrowing from him. Today he was wearing a bright turquoise vest,
skinny black jeans with black and white hi-tops. I often looked at his clothes and felt envious they
definitely looked more comfortable than the dresses I had to wear.
Kenzie always knew how to make me smile and we had spent a lot of time together so I was used to
his quirky behaviour. The only thing I found a little off about him was his eyes. They were as black
as night the same as