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Saturday 7 November 2009
I don't have a title for my new story yet :D

Posted in The Inklings

I stood at the gate, watching her go by. I wish I could come with her.

I probably looked a sad sight, standing with tears rolling down my face,

with more tears marks on my face already. As the little girl skipped past the gate, I looked in her eyes to see, eternal happiness. Her happiness was like no other. Her eyes glimmered with hope, faith, and something strange I have never seen in my life.

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As she went away, she left a sparkling path after her. I wish I could climb over the gate and walk on the path she left. The girl all of a sudden came back. She looked at me with glimmering eyes and said with a soft voice, Climb over, I will not hurt you. Come, walk on my path with me. When she said those words I thought I would crack and fall into a million pieces. The girl still stood there. Looking straight into my eyes. It almost made me shiver, not with fear, but with hope. Hope of going into a new world.

She looked at me again and whispered why do you think? Can you not see I have happiness? You could have everything on this side of the gate. Just swing your legs over, as I said, I will not hurt you.

I still just stood there. Could I really trust her?

She laughed a slivery laugh. I know what you thinking. You can trust me, really you can. I was once a girl just like you. Homeless, and not wanted. She laughed again, and then said once more, Come with me. In my world, it will be your world.

Suddenly, I felt my life was changed forever.

I went over the gate, slowly, trying not to show my fear and excitement.

Finally, I was over. She flashed a big grin at me and said Come! My father is waiting for you!

I looked at her with puzzlement. How could her father know I was coming?

Suddenly I felt myself flying toward the sky. I was right, my life is changed.

 

Lauren


Comments

Saturday 7 November 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Beginningwriters

Lauren, what a wonderful story! I can't wait to see more.
Charlotte Bronte

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Monday 9 November 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Beginningwriters

Sounds good.
Sam

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