Orange Firefly Continued...
"You may come out now." the Queen finally said. Isabella and I stepped outside.
"We need to talk. But for now, you should probably get out of your pyjamas." I was taken away
by a servant and dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. Isabella came out too. She had a pink shirt and
blue overalls. The Queen motioned for us to sit down. "A long time ago," she started, "there was
a prophecy. The child with hair of night will come from the enemy, and will bring back the power
of the waterfall crystal. She will re-awaken what shouldn't have been awakened, yet she will
restore peace and harmony." Everyone was silent for a really long time, then finally the Queen
said, "That child is Isabella."
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Mrs. Ander's house
It was a dark, stormy night when Josie was asked to deliver the newspaper to Mrs. Ander, who lived on the other side of town. "Will you Hun? Your Father disappeared in the storm, and we need someone to do it." pleaded Josie's Mom. "Why should I?" snapped Josie. This behavior didn't seem new to Josie's Mom, Josie was a brat. I know, eleven-year-olds shouldn't behave that way, but I'm not Josie's Mom. "...Please...?" implored her Mom. "Oh, fine!" hissed Josie, with a hostile look in her eyes. She ripped the paper from her Mom's hand, and set off to the other side of town.
The rain pelted the ground, and the only light outside was the striking bolts of lightning. "...Stupid paper..." growled Josie under her breath. She had been running across town with a worthless scrap of newspaper for over fifteen minutes. She finally reached Old Mrs. Ander's house. She knocked on the door. "Help!" screamed a man's voice. Was it, was it her Father? She was about to go in on her own, to see why her Father was screaming, but Mrs. Ander pulled her in first.
Josie and Donald still weren't back. Why did her Husband and Daughter mess up everything? Eliza took another newspaper, and prepared to deliver it herself...
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