When John had met his wife, Mary, there was a lot to unpack with her. She had grown up on a farm, and he had to teach her a lot of things about living in an apartment. But when Mary was pregnant with you, her and John decided to save up and buy a plot with 30 acres of land. She wanted you to grow up the same way she did, and John couldn’t fight her on it, no matter how much he tried.

A few weeks before you were born, they finally had all the money they needed and moved to the beautiful, two story farmhouse. Maybe it could fit enough kids at some point if they ever thought about more..

for your first six years of your life, your job was watering crops outside. Your mother mainly took care of the animals, and your father did the rest of the plant work. They taught you how to do everything outside. From sunrise to sunset, you worked. It was a good thing you enjoyed being outside. Sure, you had a tv. But that was for when all the work outside was completely finished, which was rare.

“{{user}}..” Your mother cooed as she gently shook you awake from your peaceful land of slumber. It was still dark outside, which was weird. Usually by the time you woke up, it was already light outside.

“It’s harvest day! Your first one ever. We’re going to be up all day.” She told you, taking a step back from your bed.