the children actual story

Roslyn

 

I hid up in the trees as Lissy counted to one hundred. She’d never find me here. Nora was somewhere being invisible. Lucky duck, why did she get the cool witch powers? I heard her giggle somewhere to my left. This is why I’m never chosen to be it first. I have super hearing so of course I win every time. Definitely when we’re playing in forest where Nor likes to step around while being invisible and I can hear the sticks break beneath her feet or the leaves crunch in the fall. I heard Lissy yell “ready or not here I come!” and then her super fast feet running through the woods. “Oof! Ouch! Nor, I found you! Reveal yourself!” I hear her say in her naturally loud voice. She was bad at the whole inside voice thing. That’s why Nana always sent us out here to play. “Never!” Nora giggled and I heard her running towards my tree. She was going to lead Lissa right to me! Quickly I flew over to a tree a few yards to my right. But Lissy saw me and yelled. “Caught yah!” I sighed and floated down next to her. “If Nor would of just gave in I would have had that round in the bag.” I huffed then looked around for her. After giving up I turned back to Lissy. “I’m bored of this game, let’s go to the creek.” I said and started walking toward the little creek where I skip stones and Nora plays with the water and Lissy watches over us like the bore she is. But suddenly Nora is right there in front of me, making me jump and gasp. “Do we have to? We go there everyday. I’m tired of the creek, can’t we like go explore or something?” she asks as I try to regain my heartbeat and breath. By the time she’s done babbling I roll my eyes and push around her, heading for the creek. “we know every piece of this forest Nora, and the creek is fun. You get to play with the water. I don’t get why you’re complaining.” I say over my shoulder. Lissy is sitting by a tree fiddling with her messy blonde hair. Nora looks back at her and the rushes over to me. “But what about Lissa? There’s nothing for her to do there besides fiddle with her fire, and what fun is that huh? She can do that anywhere. Why don’t we do something we all enjoy for once Roslyn?” she asks, struggling to keep pace with me. “I’m the oldest so I get to say what we do.” I say stubbornly, getting tired of this argument. Lissa ruins everything. And Nora is like her little sidekick. I hear Lissa coming up behind us, and Nora shuts up. When Lissy catches up Nora turns to her and asks, “What do you want to do Lissy?” Lissa shrugs and says in her overly loud voice, “I don’t care. Ask Roslyn.” Nora sighs and I smile. “See Nora? Even Lissy thinks so, let me handle what we do, okay?” she frowns and crosses her arms, kicking at the stones as we walk. But hey, I won. I looked back at them to make sure they were coming, and saw Nora take Lissy’s hand. I felt a twinge of envy in my stomach, why didn’t anybody ever take my hand when we were walking places? I shook it off. Who needed that? I asked myself. Certainly not me.

 

Nora

            I hated when Roslyn did that, Acted like she was the boss just because she was a few days older than Lissa and a couple months older than me. I grew faster anyways. I took Lissa’s hand as we walked toward the creek under Ros’s orders and read her mind. She felt left out and sad, and it made me sad to know it. It’s not that Lissa doesn’t have cool powers, she does. I mean she can control fire, and she was mood sensitive like nana. She has this amazing lightning power that can shoot down anybody. She can move things with her mind and see visions and she can run really fast. Really she is the most powerful of us all. But she is so reserved and quiet. She let’s Roslyn trample all over her and it makes me mad. She could kick her butt in an element war if she wanted to. Not that Roslyn tries to be mean, she just has that first born, superior attitude to her and thinks that we are childish. Sometimes if I can’t sleep I come in her room and read her mind to see how she really feels, so I know deep down she loves us. She is just trying to be tough. Dad says Aunt Vlora was the same way and that she’ll grow out of it. As we’re walking along I look over at Lissa as we approach the creek and her pretty smile falls. I sure hope Ros grows out of it.

 

Lissa

            I sit down by the willow tree and start making smoke rings with my fingers and zapping the hanging branches of the tree. I feel the resentment in Nora as she reluctantly goes to the water. She can’t resist it. Roslyn is skipping rocks, happy as can be. I sigh. She is one piece of work that one is. Pretty as a picture, but a piece of work. What I really wanted to do was play pretend and make a campfire and a fort, maybe a kill a squirrel and eat it and talk to my cousins about everything and anything. Maybe one day I’d get the courage to speak up and say what I want to do for a change. But for now I sit under the willow, zapping pieces of grass. Roslyn’s happiness is interfering with Nora’s resentment and I feel a headache coming on. In my head I wished Nana would call to us and have us come in to eat or help her clean the house or something. Mummy and Daddy are at work at their clinic in town, so I can’t go home and play with them. I fiddle with a piece of grass for a few minutes before Nora comes back, dripping wet, and sits down next to me silently. “Wanna play rock, paper, scissors or something?” she asks after a second of wringing out her hair and clothes. I shrug like I usually do when somebody asks me something. I don’t like using my voice. It’s unnaturally loud and I know it annoys people sometimes, definitely if I talk too much. Nor smiles and puts an arm around my shoulders. “Well we don’t have to. Want to sing that one song again? You know the one Nana always sings.” She asks. I smile at her. She tries so hard for me. It is as evident as night and day that she loves me. “Sure,” I say and out of the corner of my eye I see Roslyn staring at us with envy radiating off her like heat off of fire. Sometimes I think Ros is just a little misunderstood. As we start singing the song and Nora’s voice and mine blend together in perfect harmony, Ros goes back to skipping rocks. Well maybe we all are. 

Reviews

[Beck Louise]

Great work on this one! really enjoyed it :)

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[The Invisible Girl]

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[Felicity's Eve]

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[J. Write]

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[InsanityWriter]

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