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Authored by
Shweta
G- Brampton Library Writing Contest
The gush of wind swept across her face once again. Her toes were becoming numb from staying out in the cold too long. Her whole body drenched and ached from the cool winter breeze that crisp March morning had brought. She wanted to go inside to her cozy living room, but how could she face the horrible sight of her parents fighting once again.
Eliza always went outside when her parents started fighting in front of her. Her parents' fighting had become a regular occurrence in her daily life. She found it very difficult to cope with their bickering every single day. Her tears soon began to stiffen as the gusty wind swept across her face once more.
That night, she wished that she cold go far away and leave all these miseries behind her. She wished of living alone in another country far away rather than having to cope with these circumstances everyday.
When she awoke the next morning, everything was changed and was not how it had been the night before. This is how her story unfolds .
Eliza found out that it wasn't her comfy bed she had just woken up from but a hard, wrecked bed. Her surroundings had also changed, as they didn't have her favourite rock stars but old crippled paint from many years, desperately waiting to be painted a fine coat again. Her clothes were old, crippled and too short for her, and her fingernails were full of dirt.
She heard noises coming from the next door and quietly but cautiously opened the long, narrow door as if something was about to jump at her any second. As she opened the door, she realized that she wasn't the only person there. Like her, others were sitting at old-fashioned tables chattering while others were waiting to be served.
Eliza had no idea where she was and how she ended up being in this place. She was feeling very awkward now.
"I don't belong here," she thought to herself. "I should be in my big, comfy bed at home, watching TV."
However, she remembered the night before when she wished that she be sent somewhere far away, and her wish had been fulfilled.
"Oh, no," thought Eliza. "What have I done? How could I possibly ever wish something stupid like this? What have I done and what do I have to do to go back home?"
Suddenly, her surroundings changed once again. This time she felt as if someone had just pushed her down a huge pit. Each time she looked down, she felt the tunnel longer than it had previously been.
Suddenly, she woke up with a scream, clutching her bed cover firmly beside her. She realized that she was back in her own room and it had been a bad dream after all. She crept out of her bed quietly, made her way to her parents' room and was very glad to see them there.
She had been very relieved that all of this had been nothing but a dream. She wouldn't have really liked to live how those children were living.
Eliza then realized how fortunate she had been to have a family that loved her, a roof over her head and a closet full of clothes. However, it had really upset Eliza when she thought of all the horrible things those children had been living through. From then on, Eliza started appreciating her life more because she realized that there were many individuals in the world not as fortunate as her.
Before Eliza made another crazy wish like the one before, she made an effort to go and talk to her parents about how their bickering affected her life greatly. Eliza made her parents realize that their fighting made her become sad and depressed, even though it had nothing to do with her. From that day on, Eliza's parents figured the burden that they were creating for their poor child and did whatever they could to avoid fighting in front of her.
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