Short Stories

The Girl and the Glass Mansion

    Once there was a little girl. She lived in a big and beautiful mansion. It was all made of glass. It was always sunny where she lived. It was all happiness. Anything and everything that you could think of to make a little girl happy was there at that glass mansion. The sun was always shining, the grass was always green, the birds were always chirping, flowers blooming, butterflies outside, and the glass was always clean and clear.
    One day, it started to rain. The sky became dark. Thunder clapped in the sky. The little girl became scared. The tall trees that were once great to climb and sit on became scary and creepy as they swayed back and forth, back and forth. The flowers wilted, the birds violently struggled in the winds, the butterflies went away to hide.
    The older the girl got the worse the storm. She remembered being happy as a little girl, when the sun would always shine through the glass. But now rain tapped on the glass and clouds covered the sun. The trees continued to sway and sway until it happened. A tree fell on top of the roof of the glass mansion, shattering the glass.
    The girl screamed. She ran out of the mansion and into the shed to take shelter. Her life was a struggle. She was upset. She cried for days. Not only was she in pain from being cold and sick, but it was her heart that hurt the most.
    But the girl knew that she couldn't give up. She couldn't just sit there and cry forever. She stood up and took action to what happened. As she picked up extra glass bricks to repair her mansion, the rain began to die down. The girl went to the mansion and began to repair it. It wasn't easy. But she did it. She worked hard, day and night. Once she was finished, she cleaned up the mess of broken glass inside that she ran away from the first time.
    By the time this was all finished everything was back to the way it used to be. Everything was better. Things were back to the way they used to be. But just remember that it didn't happen automatically. The girl sometimes even had more splatters of rain come across her mansion. But she knew not to give up, for she could fix her problems just by facing them. Hard work and determination is key to happiness and desire. Just remember that.