Dear Father and Mother,
You will probably hate me after this. Actually no, you will defiantly hate me. I am your one daughter and I leave. But please understand, I will not work in a tree and bake cookies. I hate baking cookies! Anything else PLEASE! We could make soups for all I care. Heck, I heard of a soup bakery called, 'The Elves Soup Kitchen' stupid name but it's better than this stupid tree, and stupid cookies. I hope you could sometime forgive me. I hope. I love you Mum and Papa, I do, but I wasn't meant to live like this. I can feel it. I have a tugging feeling, and it's tugging me away. So I will follow the feeling, right out the door and into the newly green spring leaves. Freedom. I will find it, and I will bring it back to all those who need it. I will remember those times we had fun. And will cherish them forever. I know this might sound cheesy but truth is, we don't live forever. I'm 23. Yes, I still have a couple thousand years but I would rather spend my life forever roaming in the blue skies and never finding my dream than staying in this dump and never getting a chance. I will miss you dearly. But I will make you proud. I hope.Dear Mum,
You have never wanted me to leave. I understand. I am your only child. Believe me, it kills me to leave like this. But Mama I want to follow my dreams. I hope you don't mind but since we have plenty of food I took some for the road. I will be in touch as soon as possible. I will miss you untilXoxoxo,
Your Fateful DaughterDear Papa,
You have always told me to follow in my dreams. So I know that you expected this. I confided in you when I had lost hope. You gave me answers. Mama told me to give up, you stopped me from doing so. You have been the best dad anyone could have. (Halt! Except this writers dad. Resume!) You have always believed in me. I know you wished you were a musical elf, I can tell. So in my journey I will look for work, and make sure there are kitchens nearby. You always knew this day would come. I just wish it hadn't come so quickly, but it did. I packed for the road but left you and Mum some of my belongings so if something shall ever happen, you will have a gift from me to you. Goodbye Papa. Good health, and good luck.Forever and Always,
HavenDear Seezu,
You are the best little brother a older sister could have! I made some more toys and puzzles for you to play with. And I mended your best shoes. Please tell Joky that he was a good friend, but it's my time to go. I promise I will find work for you. I know how much you want to be a blacksmith or a shoe maker. I will miss you so so so so much Seezu. I promise I will write next time I find a post office. But, I will probably need a messenger since they don't really allow elves. Only humans. And besides I have to keep the elf race a secret right? I already miss you. Please forgive me someday Seezu. I love you with all my heart.Love,
Haven.xxI put down the parchment just as a tear slid down my cheek. "Plop" it landed on the paper. I pick up the quill and added my signature. Then I grabbed my bag and tugged on the door. Quietly I packed food and got 3 water bottles full, one of milk, one of soup, and one of water. (with my special flavoring) Then I packed my family portrait, the smaller version and brought the magical quill that uses no ink and 4 pieces of parchment letter paper. My favorite number. As in four leaf clover, for good luck. Then I took candle wax and a lighter. I stuffed a sleeping bag into my magically expanding bag. I swung it over my shoulder, the charm put on the bag makes it less heavy. Then I straightened my blue and yellow dress and walked out of my bedroom. I past the living room and looked at the letter to my family. I wasn't lying. I will miss them more than anything in the world. My eyes started to water, I quickly wiped at them. I mustn't make a fool of myself, I couldn't meet strangers with puffy eyes! Mum would be horrified at just the thought. And please, what a bad impression. I took out my handkerchief, the one that's all white with tea stained lace and my initials embroidered with blue thread. I dried my eyes once more and stuffed my handkerchief back into my pocket. I tugged the front door open silently and slipped out. I looked at the treehouse once more, before I realized I forgot my camera. Well, I'm Haven my life is definitely not from a movie, and definitely not perfect. So I walked up the pathway and back into the tree. "Creeeaaakk" The stupid door was so noisy. I crept through the tree back into my room, or I guess old room, and grabbed my camera off the shelf. Then I shut my door and ran out of that house like it was poisoned. I started on my walk out of the neighborhood, flashlight in hand and ran down the street. I slipped one letter through my best friends mailbox in front of her tree home. Then I walked over to Jooby's tree as well. The last letter was off and I started my journey. It was one o'clock in the morning. I had written the letter at twelve o'clock. A little behind but otherwise on time. I walked along the path that led out of Cookie Town. At least that's what I named it. Really it was Keebler City. I walked until I couldn't see the town anymore. That's when I realized it was truly gone. The only place I had ever known. Gone. Forever.
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The House Elf in the Kitchen (On Hold for a few)
Hayran KurguHello. I am an elf. No, I don't live in a tree or bake cookies, and I don't work for Santa either. I tried, and failed. You'll find out why. Okay this uses some characters made by piper103. You will not understand this book very much unless you read...