I was so tired, I flopped down onto my bed but I couldn't sleep.
I tossed and turned but couldn't sleep. It was something about this house maybe it was my pillow it was all lumpy!
I don't know it took me forever to fall asleep.
When I woke, light was streaming down and hitting my face. I didn't know how long I slept- only that the sun was high up and the home was still damp.
I reached over to switch off my small wicker oil lamp, which I had left on, and my hand hit something very dry and crackly.
I sat up, blinking the sleep out of my eyes. Looking over to where my hand had been, was an old worn piece of paper.
I picked it up, then brought it toward me. On it was scrawled writing, not very neat and with bad spelling.
It said;
'hello, Jessy , me nam is lokiare.
Yiu arrived in this castel on me birthday- I think that is good luck, right. Ive just turnned fourten. anyway, my dog helax and i relly, relly like yiu. Yiure so diferrent from Ulric, yiure so fun and prety, too. id love to get to now you. by the way, i thunk yiu wud lik thes.'
'Firom lokiare and helax'
The spelling bothered me, but my gaze traveled to a small box on my bedside table. I took it in my hand, setting the old scrawled letter down, Confusion went through my mind.
I opened the box, and inside was a little clock, going a thousand miles an hour, it seemed.
I flipped the letter over.
More words. They said-
'it woll sleow down wen I am neer.'
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A Trail Away
FantasyJessy is a fifteen year old orphan- without much of a chance at a new home, right? No. A man that is certainly mysterious picks her up from the orphanage to take her to his home- and Jessy is thrilled to be finally taken to a sweet home. Although...
