LITTLE BROTHER THAT DOESN’T ACT LIKE HIS AGE: Just like the character Finn the Human in Adventure Time, he loves to make up the story of his own adventure. His siblings would sit for hours to listen to him talking!
  

  
The treehouse is now open! Finally, after years of waiting, Hearst children were able to play and spend their leisure time on top of their treasured tree. Finny was one of the most thrilled to climb up and just do nothing there, because to him, life is all about adventures. (And sometimes the adventure itself is doing nothing)

For someone as young as Finny, it’s completely common to have limitless imagination. So whenever he had the chance to invite his friends over, he would definitely take them to the treehouse—to play anything!

They would roleplay as pirates, with the treehouse as their gigantic ship. Or, if they’re in the mood to study, the treehouse would become their second school. It could be their rocket or science lab, too.

“Our tree house is everything!” Finny would say. He always thank the elders in Hearst for building it for the family, that sometimes he would do it through letter, with his name on the customized wax seal: DAGFINN LEST-KARR HEARST.
  

  
ROOM FULL OF IMAGINARY FRIENDS: Try to enter Abbie’s room without being astounded! Her room is basically another world existing inside the house. It’s filled with dolls, plushies, and many more cute stuff.
  

  
Based on the previous page, you would know that the little children of Hearst love to collect toys and bring it wherever they go. Abbie is just one example.

The Hearsts were at the shopping mall that day. They need preparations to welcome the new month, and of course, their brand new treehouse. And so, they went to this giant, spacious grocery store.

“I heard they sell the latest edition of Barbie dolls in this store!” Abbie uttered.

One thing the Hearsts know for sure: if you heard that sentence specifically out of Abbie’s mouth, you must quickly pay attention to her next move. She could be gone from anyone’s sight in an instant and be found an hour later in the toys section—that her older siblings would wander about and call her full name: ABIGAIL LUNA HEARST.
  

  
EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE CALLS HER BABY: The youngest of all that loves to give company to her older siblings. No matter how old Catrice will be this year, she will always be Hearst’s baby.
  

  
Over time, it has become more and more regular to see the Hearsts spending their time on the treehouse. Catrice didn’t want to miss things out, so she would follow all her older siblings to climb up the tree.

“You okay there, Cat? Need a hand?” her older sibling would ask.

“I’m not a toddler anymore! Stop asking silly stuff.”

“Not a toddler, still a baby.”

Imagine this: Catrice was clearly struggling to climb up the ladder, but there were two of her older siblings—one waiting at the top, the other watching beneath her. Such great big sister and brother, aren’t they? That’s something you would witness in the backyard of the Hearsts.

Yay! She reached the top of the ladder. But oh, no, the clumsiness began to attack her. She put her foot on the wrong spot! She flinched and almost fell down, and that was when the entire house started to panic and shouted: CATRICE SEI HEARST.
  

   
“So, what do you think?” Jesse asked. “That was a lot of things to grasp, wasn’t it?”

He closed the book, so gently and full of love that as if it was his own newborn baby. “The story hasn’t ended yet—it’ll just never be. You see, every year the Hearsts get to write their own stories on this book, so my best guess is, by the end of this year, you’ll hear a completely different story from now.”

“True,” Eirlys added from the back. “But Momma always says,”

“Enjoy the present, for you won’t be able to experience it twice.” Three of the siblings said in unison.

“Great!” Jesse cheered. “Lunchtime is near. Shall we go down and see what Momma is making? My other sisters are probably there too. They make the most delicious food in this whole world.”

And so, you followed Jesse, Eirlys, and Abbie leaving the treehouse. It was such an inspiring and insightful experience to you. Though you were merely a guest, they treated you just as kind as you were their own family member.

Family of Hearst, you thought to yourself. Now I get what it means to be a family. You don’t give your love only to those who share the same blood with you; but literally, to everyone. Because we, at the end of the day, are all a family.

The End. ⋆｡˚🌿
   

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