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Etna sighed deeply as she walked into her familiar room.
It wasn't often that she was home,
yet whenever she was,
there was nothing to do.
Etna dopped her bag onto her bed;
raking her fingers though her long, brown hair.
Making her way to the window, she pushed the window opened and let the fresh air come in.
There was a peaceful smile on her face as she leaned against the windowsill.
The sunw as out, yet the wind breezed through comfortingly.
Suddenly, there was a knock on her door.
Turning, her eyes narrowed curiously.
"Haii! Who is it?"
she asked, heading for the door.