"Westward Ho!" Challenge

Ok, I'm starting a challenge called the Westward Ho! Challenge (which you can find here:http://mayfieldsaga.blogsome.com/2006/06/13/ive-made-a-new-challenge/ )
and I may be a while starting up all the families and so won't be updating on the Enrobes legacy. I'll be back with an Introduction to all my familes!!!

Lost and Found

Dear Diary,

So, here I am, sitting on my wooden floor which, by the way, was scrubbed from top to bottom! You should have seen the dirt of this place yesterday when I moved in. I shiver just thinking about it! Anyway, I've unpacked all of my stuff. It was the quickest unpacking anyone ever could have done! All of my prized possessions were able to fit into my massive pocket of my skirt!

Well, I think I'll tell you all about today. I was sitting down on my plastic fold-up chair when someone knocked on the door. I jumped. All sorts of thoughts ran through my head. Was somebody looking for me? I mean, I had just quit my last job and they could be after me! Not my medical career. My job as a dishwasher in Halogens. I got up out of my chair and ran to the door. It was a guy. I felt a wave of relief pass through my body. It was my first visitor.

His name was Patrick. He looks a bit of a nerd. No chance of a boyfriend in that department anyway, thank God!!! Two more people came after that: Sophie Miguel and Simon Thayer. I got on well with Sophie and Simon but Patrick was a bit too much of a nerd for any sign of friendship! Every time I started up a conversation he'd block his ears and walk away. FREAK! Anyway, (I say "anyway" a lot, don't I!), we were all sitting down on the decking outside my house and talking about our interests and jobs - well, Sophie didn't join us in the jobs topic because she's still in High School - when this woman came out of nowhere. "That's Marisa," whispered Sophie, "she moved here a year ago. She's a lovely person." This Marisa person walked along the footpath without even looking at us. She was walking quite slowly and was looking down at here feet with here arms folded. Then she looked straight ahead of her at my mailbox. She stared at it for a second or so until she finally turned in my direction.

"Oh," she said, "hello. You're new, are you?"

"Yeah, Lucy Enrobes," I said, as I put out my hand to shake hers.

"I'm terribly sorry. I never knew we had a new arrival to the neighborhood. I was on holidays for a few weeks and only came back this morning. Sorry, I didn't bring anything."

"Oh, it's fine," I said, taking down my hand as I realized she was keeping her arms folded.

She came closer and walked up the steps and onto the decking to greet me. I looked at her and she looked back at me.

She looks vaguely familiar, I thought and right after that, Marisa said, "have I seen you somewhere before? What was your name again?"

"Lucy Enrobes," I said.

She thought for a moment before saying "I don't mean to be nosy or anything but, did you go to St. Ita�s school in Primston City?"

"Yeah, but I, er, left when I was eleven."

"H MY GOD! LUCY! I'mMarisa Stokes. We went to St. Ita's together. I was your best friend!"screamed Marisa, who was jumping up and down.

I suddenly had a flashback. I suddenly remembered who Marisa Stokes was. "Marisa," I said, "it's you? I haven't seen you since the -." I had remembered way too much and burst in to tears. It was the first time I had cried since Mum and Dad's funeral. Everything came flooding back into my memory: the crash, the hospital, the funeral, the orphanage. Everything that had happened to me I imagined as if it had just happened right then, when I was crying. I ran inside and shut the door behind me. Marisa started banging at the door and asking if she could come in and have a chat. It had been so long since I'd seen her. That made me cry even more. Why hadn't she come to see me in the orphanage, like she had promised? Why hadn't she written to me, like she promised? Why hadn't she helped me get out of that horrible place, like she PROMISED? I didn't let her in. I couldn't. I must have been crying a long time because I heard everyone walking off. Marisa stayed outside the door, pleading with me to let her in.

"Why didn�t you help me?" I screamed, still crying, "WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP?"

Marisa started to cry then, but a lot softer then me.

"I DID," she cried, "I did." Then, I heard her footsteps climb softly down the steps and walk away.

So here I am now. Still sitting silently on my wooden floor. Still wondering whether she had helped me or not. Still trying to figure out why I've had such bad luck for the past nine years of my life. Still wondering why I had no grandparents, aunts and uncles or brothers and sisters to help me through that terrible point of my life and keep me from that bloody orphanage. Still crying.

Grand Opening

OK, so I accidentally forgot to open up my blog so, here it is! The Grand Opening! Does anyone have a scissors to cut the ribbon?! *Cutting*
And voila! This blog is officially open!
Sims Fun is a blog about my sims legacies. I'll try to update as much as possible but my dad loves to hog the phone half the day so I can't go on the internet with my crappy dial-up connection! Also, I don't have a great video card so the photos aren't very good and it takes forever to get through uni!
Enjoy! By the way, my layout is all over the place and I’m quite confuzzled (confused!) so if any of ye could help...
See ya!

New Beginnings

The taxi had just dropped off Lucy Enrobes outside her new home. She dug into her pocket and managed to scrape up the money to pay the taxi driver. Her small, pink diary fell out just as she handed her money to him. Her diary was one of her only possessions. Along with her diary, all she really owned was a pen and an envelope containing a letter from Sarah.

Lucy was about to pull back the front door of her new home. She had been waiting so long for this moment. She had dreamt about it with Sarah back in the orphanage. She and Sarah had planned out their whole dream house. They had gotten into so much detail that they had even decided what pattern would be on the kitchen curtains! Lucy had loved that game so much. Even though she was now just gone twenty years of age, she still liked to imagine what colour couch she would have in the living room and whether or not she would have a washbasin in her room or just an en-suite off of it. Now, however, she tried to focus on what her new house would be like. She was so anxious to get inside. She pinched herself to make sure all of this wasn't a dream.


Her face changed from a looking-forward face to a what-the-heck face. She was so shocked. Ok, so it was a cheap house, she thought, but there could b a lick of paint on the walls instead of all this glumness.

She looked around her. It was all so dusty and dark. There was only two windows in the house and the sun shining through them showed up more dust making the house look even more revolting. So much about a plasma screen TV upon the wall and a lovely red two-seater couch perched in the corner, thought Lucy, I don't even have a couch. Only a stinkin'' fold-up chair thrown underneath the tiny midget of a table!

She was so annoyed. The toilet and sink weren't even walled off and right beside the front door! And there wasn't a shower or bath tub in sight. There wasn't any press to store anything and there was the most grubbiest cooker you could ever imagine right beside an even grubbier fridge! Everything was in need of a good clean. Lucy was afraid to turn around in case she would spot a mouse running behind the bed!!!

Later on, Lucy nipped out to the shops to buy some polish and J-cloths to spruce up her house a bit. While she was gone, the paper girl came with the daily newspaper 'Crystal Lane Today'. Crystal Lane was quite a popular town so all events and everything else happening in the town was printed onto a free newspaper.

Anyway, Lucy arrived home with her J-cloths and polish jumping around in her new plastic bag. She was about to open the front door when she stood on the newspaper. She was quite delighted to see it. The 'Crystal Lane Today' also contained job listings hence her happiness!

She barged in the door and flopped on the fold-up chair at her kitchen table.

She scanned each page carefully. So far, it hadn't any job listings at all. All it had were pull-outs about kids behavior and heck loads of articles on the World Cup. Lucy got so frustrated. She flung the newspaper on the table and turned away from it. She looked back at the paper as if it was a child annoying her! Then, her face lit up. Right at the back page were three small job adds. One was for washing dishes, another was for a career in athletics and the last was for driving an ambulance. What could be better than saving lives? thought Lucy.

She phoned up the number accompanied with the add. They were so desperate for a driver they hired her straight away. Just a couple of months of training and she'd be driving down the road in her ambulance!