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The Girl Who Was Forgotten


Once upon a time, there was a little girl... No... No... That isn't right. You see, it wasn't just any time, and this wasn't just any little girl. This story, is about Emily. It all happened a long time ago, in a town that doesn't exist. At least, not anymore. She had every thing a child could want, but there was... one problem. Emily had been forgotten by absolutely everyone. Mommy and Daddy were always preoccupied with business in the day, even the postman pulled letters that often make Daddy frown, but never brought any letters for Emily. With no hugs, no bedtime stories... Only a growing mountain of cold, lifeless toys, who could not scare away closet monsters, or admire her drawings, or more importantly, love her back. Emily tried her best to be a good little girl, then she tried very hard to be a not so good little girl. Either way, no one was paying attention. There was nothing she could do...
One night, Emily peaked out of her bedroom window, and saw a beautiful star. It twinkled and glowed so brilliantly, that Emily wandered if it was even a star at all. Or not, an angel, who was up past his bedtime. She remembered a rhyme, of and such stars that would grant a gift. And if anybody had a wish, it was Emily. Emily closed her eyes, wished... Wished... Wished... With all her might... She wished for a friend. A friend that could play with her and help her reach tall things. To protect her from the creatures in the shadows, and never ever, ever leave. Stars don't grant wishes for everyone, mind you, but few children ever wished for anything so dearly as little Emily. "Please..." she begged. "Please..." And at the exact stroke of midnight, or perhaps a few seconds before, depending upon the clock, Emily's wish came true.
Oh, he was a delightful friend. They drew pretty pictures together, and made up stories. They even had tea parties and made pillow forts. Emily named him, Mr. Creezle, because it sounded right, and he was her special secret. Mr. Creezle was great fun for a while, but after a time, it seemed there was something missing. He was certainly the best friend she'd ever had, but only because she wanted him to be. He did everything she asked, but nothing more. He couldn't even love her on his own... This thought made Emily very sad. Then came the sound of cheering from the parlor, and soon after, the news. "Oh, isn't it wonderful, Emily?" said one of the maids, who, usually never said anything to her. "Your mother is going to have a baby! You'll have a baby sister one day! Well, wouldn't that be nice?" With that, the maid was gone, as quickly as she'd come. Emily turned to Mr. Creezle, who, after considering the proper response, chose to frown. No! This was not wonderful. Not at all. This, was the final straw! And Emily, would not stand for it. With her fists clenched at her sides, and her face scarlet with rage, she opened her mouth and screamed. How dare they replace her with a new child?! How dare they love another little girl?! Emily screamed and screamed and couldn't stop srceaming. And as she screamed, Mr. Creezle absorbed her rath, and began to grow. The more Emily screamed, the bigger and uglier he became, until he out-grew the entire house. With a terrifying roar, Mr. Creezle carried out the revenge Emily wanting more than ever.
Crack! Went the rest of the house, and everyone inside it. Crash! Went the neighborhood, with the children who never asked to play with Emily. On, Mr. Creezle stormed, tearing to pieces everyone and everything, that ever failed his creator. The ice cream truck that never stopped for her, even the postman all made a swift terrible to eyes. Just as Mr. Creezle was running out of things to crush and smash, Emily then at last had stopped screaming. Exhausted and heartbroken, she sat upon what was left of her bedroom floor, and cried. Oh, why hadn't anyone loved her? Why did Mommy and Daddy want a new daughter when Emily would've done anything? Anything, for a simple hug... A kiss on the forehead... even a good scolding... But everyone was gone. Who would love her now?
Lighting up the night sky, was the very star, upon where she'd wish not so very long ago. With a heavy heart, Emily looked upon it, and made one more request. She closed her eyes and wished... wished... wished... with all her might. And at the exact stroke of midnight, or perhaps a few seconds before, Emily's wish came true. Like a ghostly light, she began to fade, until there was... nothing left. Neither she, nor Mr. Creezle, were ever seen again.
Sometimes, on a dark night, when the stars are bright, and if you are very still and very quiet, you can almost hear a tiny voice... "Please... please..." whispers the wind, forever echoing the one wish from the little girl that was forgotten by absolutely everyone.
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Last edited by Sweet Serenity (09-09-2009 02:13)