Hi everyone, I wish you all Happy Holidays!:)
To celebrate I wrote a short story:
The wind rustled the bare branches of the trees. As it did so, snow tumbled off onto the ground. There were lights of all kinds strung on trees and even houses. Some were red and green, while others were just white. I smiled. The holidays were here. The winter holidays were some of my most eagerly awaited holidays, of course besides my birthday.
Wham! I turned down to look at my jacket it was covered with snow, which I assumed was from a snow ball. I groaned… and turned around. There was my brother. He was standing in a snow fort, holding a snow ball in his hand and grinning at me.
“So…” I said, brushing the snow ball off my jacket. “Does this mean war?” My brother nodded.
I smiled, “Then well…let loose the snow balls!” I quickly made a few snow balls, then threw them through the air. The first one missed and hit a tree. I giggled a little, then got hit with a snow ball. I have to admit my brother is a very good snow ball thrower. I sighed, then picked up my third snow ball. Unfortunately for me, I had only made three. Well…maybe I would get a chance to make more. This time I threw the snow ball and it hit my brother’s jacket.
“Ah! eee..” I heard him say.
“Is everything alright?” I asked.
“Yes…yes, It’s just that I have snow now under my jacket!!”
“Oh…” I said. “Maybe you should go inside and change.”
My brother nodded then went up the stairs of our house and inside. While I was waiting for him, I decided to sit down on the stairs. I couldn’t wait for him to come out again, so we could continue the snow ball fight. I sighed a happy sigh… All of a sudden my thoughts were interrupted by sobbing which seemed to be coming from under the stairs. I gulped. What on earth could be under there? What if it was a monster? I shook the thought out of my head. A monster crying? That is silly! This time I looked under the porch and saw what I thought I saw was a little girl. She had wings and had Christmas lights in her hair?? She looked up and let out a shriek.
“A h-human!" Her voice was like bells on a sleigh.
“A fairy” I whispered, I leaned in closer. The fairy backed away.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to frighten you. Why are you crying?”
The fairy sniffed, now less afraid.“Well…” she sighed, a small tear went down her nose. “I was spreading the joys of the holidays around the world when I got chased by a hawk, who chased me for miles, then my wings got so tired that I fell into the icy cold river…” she shuddered at the thought.
“Well…” I said. “You are welcome to come in and dry yourself off you look cold.”
The fairy nodded, so I picked her up and carried her into the house. I went in through the back door, not the front, because I didn’t want to risk anyone seeing her. When I got inside I set her down on the table. She smiled at me weakly and whispered “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. How about I get you some hot chocolate?”
I reached into my pocket and brought out a thimble. You are probably wondering why I am carrying around a thimble in my pocket. Well, I sew a lot and I always carry around one just in case. We had made hot chocolate for ourselves, but I thought the fairy needed more than we did. So, I went to the stove and poured the hot chocolate into the thimble and gave it to the fairy who took a sip and smiled. She looked a lot warmer than she did when I first saw her. Maybe it was just me, but I thought the Christmas lights that she was wearing were flickering, and the silver on her and silver and blue shirt had more sparkle? After she had finished the hot chocolate I wondered what else I could give to her… Well…maybe she needed a scarf or jacket when she went out again in the cold. So I got out some red and blue fabric. With the blue fabric I made a tiny scarf, and with the red fabric I sewed a coat. It took a little bit longer to make the coat. I handed them to her. She tied the scarf around her neck and put the jacket on. There were holes for her wings to go through, so she looked rather happy.
“Thank you!” she said, and this time I could tell she had gone all shimmery, then she vanished…
I rubbed my eyes, what had happened? Was I just dreaming or had I really helped a fairy??
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The next day I woke up and went to look out the window. I loved to watch snow, even if it wasn’t falling from the sky. I sat down on the windowsill, and was surprised to see a tiny little crown with tiny little candles on it. I picked it up to get a closer look at it. It had a tiny tag that said: “This is a crown from Saint Lucia’s day.” I put it down and looked at the other things that were on the windowsill. There was a Christmas tree, a Menorah, and Kirana. I looked at each and every one, and then I noticed a small green card that said:
I hope you enjoy these presents,
happy holidays!
-The Holiday Fairy
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Did you like the story? And I hope you have a happy day!:)
Love,
Quinley
