Story #6.

A rough sketch, from my sister, who's one of those billions of normal souls that get by in life swell without reading a single book. I believe one of my stories here stirred something in her. So she mails this sketch of an idea for me to re-work on, and see if it shapes up good enough for my blog.

I was struck when I read it, a strange, bitter-sweet tale. And I decided to post it here just as she had mailed it to me. Do let me know if you did enjoy it as much as I did. It is not titled, and here's how it goes...

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A girl who was all alone, dint need friends or people for her to talk to or be with her coz she was living in such a place which had so many wonderful things, rather living things. To talk about, waterfalls from up above the sky, half way thru a bridge this was entangled with creepers with small colorful flowers. At one end of the bridge there was a tunnel like opening and at the other end this girl had made a house for herself a small hut made of dried leaves and hay and some wood. Inside the hut had nothing in it but a stack of hay with a small pillow made of hay again where this girl used to sleep.

The girl had big blue eyes, blonde hair that was so silky and soft. She was 3 feel tall, quite chubby coz was very healthy eating all different kinds of fruits all over the forest. Had no fear of any animal coz she hadn’t seen one till then. It looked like there were no dangerous animals in the forest. Lucky or good for the girl. She used to wakeup really early by the chirping of a bird which used to fly to her hut every morning. This bird had bright red color on its neck, it had a long beak and blue feathers all over.

For our convenience lets call the bird MIGHT.

Might used to fly to her hut every morning, no idea or reason why. Might used to make such lovely and melodious sounds that the girl used to enjoy it and wakeup with a smile every morning. She used to wakeup and go to the river stream and clean herself with the water and some leaves which gave some lather and made her really look fresh. Those leaves had a fragrance like rose and freshness like the first rain after a hot summer. Then she used to eat berries on the tree which looked like it bent down for her to reach it. Sumptuous, Big, RED, transparent, juicy sweet and sour Berries with no seeds absolutely.

The girl used to eat some and give some to Might. Might used to bring some really precious, shiny stones everyday and give then to the girl. Girl had collected them all and kept them in her hut. Might used to stay with her all day long, go to the places the girl used to go and sing lovely melodies to her on the way.

Could the girl speak?

She used to make exactly the same sounds as the bird, exactly the same melodious sounds like the bird. Might used to give her the precious stones and fly away by the sunset after the girl slept.

One night the girl followed Might to see where it went, Might flew like an eagle up above the sky and vanished.

The girl came back disappointed and lied down on her bed. Next day, she dint wakeup the bird dint come, there was a lot of silence all around everything looked still. No movement absolutely. The girl woke up with a shock to realize that Might was not there, the waterfalls stopped and the river stream was dry. The berries were so high the girl couldn’t reach them; the precious stones that the girl had collected from Might looked like they were alive, yellowish red Milky Way in the stones started to roll all over the stones.

She dint understand why it was happening and what was happening. She stood there watching them. Suddenly the girl could hear the same sounds from a distance and when she looked back it was Might, it came like a swift and Sat by the stones. The stones started to move, one stone cracked and a bright Red little birdy came from it. In a few seconds all the stones uh uh Eggs started to hatch. Might is a rare bird that found the girl reliable and kept the eggs safely with the girl and waited till the eggs hatched. The girl was so happy to find so many friends.