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-The Girl who couldn't sleep.-(the idea for my niece's story)
She could never get to sleep no matter how much her mother sang to her at night. She couldn't be left alone in her room, trusting to just become bored and fall asleep, nor could the little one drink warm milk to be whisked off into dreams. It wasn't her bed, it was soft as can be with comfortable blankets and pillows of pastel pinks. She just couldn't sleep. She'd often stared out her window and up at the moon whose light shinned on her face; not even the moon's light bothered her. She just couldn't sleep, because she didn't want to sleep. She was afraid to miss something important, something special!
So one night, as she was tucked into bed, mother whispering a plea for her to sleep this night, the little girl stared up at the moon after mother left the room. And as she stared she saw something flit across its bright sliver surface. It was not a bird or leave, it was a person! Flying through the sky! She was sure of it. With rapt awe and attention, she climbed from her bed and to her window and stared at the night sky, hoping to see it again. Sure enough she did, only closer! She watched it get closer and closer until the person had landed in the neighbor's own yard. Surprised as she was, she let out a small gasp that the person heard.
The person turned around, revealing himself to be a young boy, and stared into her window. The girl quickly hid away from sight, afraid he might have seen her.
"Little girl?" called the boy, "why are you still awake? should you not be sleeping and dreaming this night?"
"I cannot sleep." she replied , coming back to the window.
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to miss something special!"
"Well you have certainly found something special, have you not? You saw me fly back home didn't you?" She nodded shyly.
"Where did you go?"
"To a place you'd certainly enjoy. It might help you sleep again."
"I'd love to go! But mother might find me missing, I don't want to scare her."
"Then i'll take you tomorrow night, you'll be there and back before sunrise!" He promised. And with that promise she went to bed and imagined what the place might be that he would take her to. It must be wondurous!, she mused, for it might help me sleep, settling my curiousity for something important.
The rest of the night passed and so did the day until the next night where she eagerly waited by her window. The little boy emerged from his house and came to her window. As if by magic the glass was gone and he helped her outside.
"I never asked before, how do you fly?"
"With magic of course!" he replied. "Magic lent to me by the fairies who brought me there!"
"Fairies?"
"Yes!"
....TBC...