Bright Stories

Magical Fairy

Once upon a time there was a girl who believed in magic. Magic was not a subject to be trusted though. Her parents, teachers, friends, and even society would say that magic was useless.

"It is just a waste of time." her mom warned.

But, before the girl's grandma died, she murmured her final thought:

"Please, read more about magic and you will find my real past."

The girl read more about it and ignored people's opinions. There were a few neatly boxes full of old antiques. The girl secretly took each box from the basement to her room to discover what her grandmother hid. The more she found, the more she grew fond of finding something magical like a unicorn, dragon, or even a fairy!

Until one day, she met a small fairy in an overlooked box. A fairy with royal blue hair in a bun with long bangs and sparkly diminutive wings. She said her name was Breathy. 

The girl was overjoyed to see a fairy and stared at the fairy like she might disappear in thin air.

Breathy told her that her grandma was a fairy but was attracted to humans and even married one.
She said that the girl was part fairy and human. She might be the long awaited hero in an ancient prophecy in her kingdom.

The girl was delighted. The prospect of an actual living fairy in her room was making her anxious and sweaty.

"I shall show you the truth because you were looking for me." the fairy said with a hint of a smile.

Breathy waved her glittery wand and sparkles sparked. 

"Wow!" the girl shrieked. Her eyes glazed and shimmers drowned her body. 

Unfortunately, she spoke too loud.

Her mother rushed to find her. But, the fairy already transformed her into a dainty fairy. She had beautiful forest green hair and eyes. Her outfit transformed into a mini dark green dress. There was a radiant golden wand, sparkling a pure white color, making Pixie stare at it with curiosity.The best part, though, was the delicate, fragile wings that were fluttering as fast as her heart.

"Pixie!" her mother cried. She entered her bedroom frantically. But she too, overlooked the dusty box. 

"Where are you?" she yelled.

Pixie could only watch from far and shout. But alas, her voice was too gentle and soft like the drops of rain. 

Breathy watched in fascination as Pixie tried to communicate to her mother. 

"She can not hear me, now." Pixie muttered lowly to herself.

"It is impossible to, you are as small as me, remember?" the fairy giggled.

Pixie sighed and smiled. She made her parents worried, but found a magical place.

"Come, follow me." Breathy whispered. 

Breathy flew to the most overlooked box with layers of dust. She sneezed and the whole box vibrated and exploded with dust. Pixie's little wings gracefully took her to the box and she watched Breathy guide her to the deepest part of the gigantic box.

There was a magical place in Pixie's grandma's overlooked box. The box where her grandma kept an eroded diary under all the books and antiques.

"This is where we live." Breathy said solemnly.

"How, it is just a diary?" Pixie asked, puzzled at a fantasy world in a diary.

"Come, I will show you." Breathy said and hooked their hands together.

Then both of them jumped in. 

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I will update every week, Mondays (I shall try my hardest ;)).

Breathy looks like Joy in Inside Out lol!

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