I woke up to a small girl. About 4 centimeters tall walking around looking for breadcrumbs. She had these small glowing wings. She had a small white dress and blind hair. I was shocked. Was this a dream? I slapped my self. Ya this is not a dream. The small girl heard it. She looked at me and flew away.
"No don't leave I won't hurt you" I said in a soft voice.
"But I'm a fairy" she said
"What's your name?" I asked
"My name is Mystic" she said
"Mystic are you ok?"
"No my parents died when the bombs went of we used to live inside a giant mushroom in a garden of a house. I have no where to go now so I lived here only coming out at night for food"
"Here come with me"
I gave her some sugar and crackers. I am surprised Liam has not woke up yet.
"Thank you so much" Mystic said
"Hey Mystic do you like have any powers?"
"Ya why?"
"See I am The Keeper and I need your help to save the land"
I heard Liam wake up. He looked out into the hall way.
"Wh-who is she" Liam said
He grabbed a pan I tried to hit her. I grabbed Mystic and held her in my hands against my chest.
"Its ok her name is Mystic she is my friend" I said
"Oh I am sorry" Liam said he slowly put the pan down
"Hi I am Mystic" Mystic said.
Jewel came over and picked Mystics foot. Jewel was being friendly with Mystic I could tell they where going to be good friends.
"Oh that tickles" she said
A little while later talking to Mystic. Mystic started to ride Jewel around the house. It was very cute. They where good friend and that made me happy. Liam grabbed a flower. The flower was pink and purple. He put the flower in my hair.
"There it looks so beautiful, but your still more beautiful" Liam said
I curled up into his arms.
"He Layla do you want to..." Liam said before BANG! We saw another building coming crashing down. We all looked up in fear.
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broken ice
FantasyA middle school girl named Layla is a strait A student. She is the most beautiful, most Athletic, Fun, creative. everything about her is perfect people would say. But to her there is something missing. she feels as if she is too perfect. To her...
