Fantasia

A Story by Moh

It is a short story written by my 8 year old daughter after hearing a very sad instrumental song. She started writing the story and less than 20 min she's done with it.

I don’t know why they took him away from me... A teddy bear.. and a penny... is all I used to be... well I told my dream... everything won’t be what it seems... anymore... and I was right... because this turned into the worst night... goodbye... forever... everlasting brother...

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I shivered, my tears drying my red eyes. I hugged my teddy bear tight, named Mr. Blue. He was the one that always cheered me up. But now all he was right now was a broken, teddy bear that broke itself by loving, loving too much. White cotton sticked out of his brown, furry skin, his button-black eye was missing, his bow was half pulled off, but even though these changes... these changes made him look awful, sick and tired, his emotion on the outside never changed but to keep smiling. I stopped hugging him then and looked to see all the painful details that had been added to him. Before, he looked so bright, shiny and new. His heart never stopped but to love and love. But all this was gone now. I knew that his love was already dead by now. Mr. Blue was given from my brother, Rossi who cared for me so much, when I was jealous of him for getting all the stuff that was so much expensive than mine and for him always getting loved by Mom and Dad. I’d glance at him with an angry look when I turned out to be always bad and he just shot a helpless look that didn’t mean anything to me. All I wanted was a new brother. A new one. Not like him! Why would I ever need him? I always thought. Whenever I saw him, my heart shattered into pieces as if hopeless that anybody would help me. When I saw his happy and emotional expression, my hands always balled into fists. One day, upon arriving from work he brought a special gift from me. It was a small, cute and cuddly teddy bear which he named Mr. Blue. I frowned and snatched it away from him. “Why would you name him Mr. Blue? I’d rather call him Mr. Snuggles!” I greedily hugged the teddy bear in a tight embrace. “That’s because..” he began, but not after I had cut him off once again. “Because it’s cool, huh? Well I don’t think it is. I’m changing his name!” I responded hesitantly. “Here, you can have him! What an UNCOOL bear!”

“Oh.. okay then..” he whispered, slowly walking to the door as I glanced at him in silence. One part of me said, “Stop him! You care about your brother, right? Right? You love him!” but the other replied, “Oh, what an uncool thing to do right? I don’t care about how expensive it was, I care about the look! It’s so ugly!”

I felt the sudden urge to run and reach out for the packaged teddy bear again, but before I looked at my brother again, he was gone already. I sighed heavily and went to my room to play with my doll, Selena. With a blank face and plastic grey eyes, I played Dolly-House with her. Hours later, I heard a sound of a police car coming. I just ignored it. But then I realized it was suddenly getting closer to the house, so I guessed my older sister Dennise would open the door for them while I was busy playing still. And I was right, but I also heard the name of my brother, Rossi Carreton. After hearing the name of my brother I immediately thundered down to the stairs just to find the police staring at me in an unusual, blank way. I asked them what was the matter and they just handed me the teddy bear, which I held and looked at. It was dirty, but there was car tracks on it’s face and a heart at the back which I did not notice at all. I pressed it and what made me teary-eyed was that it said “Brother and sister forever, we’ll never part again” in my brother’s voice.