There is a magical place deep, way deep in the woods. Only special souls can enter this place. Some people say that once you enter that place, you will never return back to the world. The end.
Grand ma closed the big book of stories and smiled to the little girl on her lap. That's it young lady, time for bed.
- But grannie...I want to know more about that place! Can you please read me more, please, please???
Grand ma knew better. That little girl always wanted more than what she should have. How many nights she has giving up at her request, and stayed way too late.
- Nope. no tonight young lady. I am tired, and you have to go to school tomorrow. You don't want to be late on your first day at school, do you?
She saw the disappointment in the big black eyes. The little girl said nothing anymore. Seldom Grand ma will denied her a pleasure, but when she stoop up and said the horrible word "NO" the little girl knew she meant NO. Grandma brushed her dark hair, they together said a prayer and then Grandma tucked the little girl into bed.
-Good night sweetheart, dream with Angels. You have an exciting day tomorrow, it would be fun, I promise, you'll see.
-Good night Granma.
Grandma stamped a big kiss on the little girl's forehead and walked out of the room, turning the lights off on her way out. The little girl looked at the window. Some glowing stars on the ceiling kept her company.- Ugly stars - she though. She pulled out her covers and quietly got out of bed and walked to the window. She rested her face on the crystal and looked at the real stars. She wanted to touch a real star, to be out there, way far and away from the world...what if the story of the magical place was about stars?..she looked at the big book of stories left over the night table by her Grandma. Was Grandma already sleeping? Will she notice if she turns the light on? She waited few minutes, fighting her own desire of falling asleep. Soon enough she heard Grandma snoring. She knew it was Grandma because Grandpa was already gone to another special place of his own. He left one day in a fun car that had a lot of lights and made a howling sound. After that, she never saw him again. She imagine he was happy wherever he was, that is why he did not return...
The little girl walked on her tip toes toward the light switch and turned the light on. Then walked quietly to the table with the big book of stories. She picked it up and sat in Grandmas rocking chair. The page was already bookmarked. Grandma planned to continue reading to her the next day. Although the little girl could not read yet, she knew the book have beautiful pictures that guided her through the story. She had looked at the book before, when Grandma was gone.
The beautiful woods were in front of her. she could see in front of her the small clear path that leaded to the entrance of the woods. all around, tall, green, beautiful trees seemed to invite her to follow the path into the magical place...TO BE CONTINUE, Some day, some where... ;-)
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Thursday, April 4, 2019
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