Silver bells (NanoWrimo) (A holiday story)

An eye for a tornado

She runs straight to the fountain and starts to wash off all the pie on her face. Why me?! Why is it always me?! I alway try to be nice but it never pays off. Just as I finish wiping it all off, I look to the side ever so slightly, and am face to face with the white rabbit once again. And he was even still wearing the bow tie.

"No! No! No! What is this all about? Now I know I am seeing things, bunny's don't wear bow ties," I say loud and clear.

Suddenly, out of no were the bunny started to glow! I try getting up but, I trip and fall to ground. The bright ribbons of light go up in cyclone, leaving the man I recognize as the man from the candy isle in it's place.

"You are not seeing things per say, Amelia. Let me introduce myself, you can call me Mr. Easter. Edmund Easter," the man says with a smile. " Though I am surprised you can see and hear me, it's very rare for even a child to see us without our consent. Never let alone a teenager,".

"What do you mean by us?" I ask.

"We holiday Ministers. You know, the people children believe exist during a holiday. For example, from what you saw, I'm the Easter bunny. Are you with me so far Amelia?" he asks back and I just stair. "I wasn't sure at first, but when you bumped into me at the store and acknowledged me, my doubts were gone," I was completely speechless. He chuckles, "It's a lot to take in, I know. But I thought it would be better if you learned earlier then later, if something bad would had happened. You can never be too safe,".

I scramble up from the ground and hold my stance, " Of course it is a lot! This is going way to fast for me to handle! My world has been turned up side down in two minutes!,".

"Shhh, there is no need to yell. Remember Amelia, you are the only one that can practically see me here. People will think you are crazy for yelling at nothing," he says.

"How do you know my name?" I ask him.

"Oh well, after I saw you in the parking lot yesterday, I went to the Pole and looked you up in their naughty and nice lists. Which by the way, you were listed in the nice book," he responds.

"Wait, the Pole? Naughty and nice lists? Are you saying Santa excites to!" I say astonished; I loved Christmas, it was my favourite.

"We all do Amelia," he responds.

"Wow,".

" Anyway, back to why I am here. Here," he hands me a letter he takes out of his coat.

Opening it, it says,

" Dear child,

You are hereby invited this year to attend the Holiday Summer Camp on Easter Island.

Where you will learn to control your abilities, meet others and be trained to follow in your holiday destiny.

You will be picked up at your residence on the 20th of June. You will need a pair of sneakers, hiking boots and dress shoes for a closing dance. Enough clothing for any weather over two months, including a dress; camp shirts will be provided. Necessary school tools. Lastly, things that revolve around you special gifts.

Sincerely Camp Director,

Edmund Easter

P.S. Amelia, give you father the second letter. It will help as a cover story.

I find the second letter behind the first and look back up. To my surprise, Mr. Easter was gone. What has my life come to, she sighs. She decides to go sit in her car until the party ends.

Few hours later

With all of the plates in her back seat, she makes her way back home.

"Hey Dad, I'm home!" I call, coming in the door.

"Hey honey. How was it?" he asks.

"Good. And Oh Dad, I forgot to give you this," handing him the letter. He opens it and looks it over.

"Wow Amelia, congratulations! I didn't know you signed up for an exotic culture camp contest. And it is on Easter Island of all places," he says with joy. Exotic Culture Camp? She thought, that was the cover story?

"Ya, I signed up a few months ago because it seemed fun," I reply hoping he would believe me.

"Well, you sure will," he smiled, giving the letter back to me. Lets hope so.

Few months later

Today is the day. I am going to the summer camp on Easter Island. My life since Easter has been normal and now that it is summer, I can go. I've been packed for the past week anticipating today. I made sure to go to the store to buy a dress and shoes. Along with packing all my cookbooks and favourite utensils. When I first read the end of the letter, came upon ' special gifts' the only thing she could think of was her cooking secret so, she prepared for that.

She's been looking out the window the entire morning, waiting to be picked up. Then, at 10:53 am, a Jet Black Q50 drives up in front of the house. And steps out Mr. Easter.

"They're here dad!" I yell, taking my bags and scrambled to the door.

My dad meets me at the door, "Okay darling, be safe and have fun,".

"I will," I kiss him on the cheek, take the bags and go to the car, putting them in the trunk. I then get in the car and we drive away.

"How have you been Amelia?" asks Mr. Easter.

"Good thanks," I answer. "So, I was wondering, how are we going to get there, because Easter Island is, like very far away from here".

"Like this," he says. Taking out an egg shaped pendant, "Take us home," he says in a clear voice and we are surrounded by light for one second and the next blue.

I look around, "Were are we?" I ask seeing nothing.

"Look down, child" and I do. Right there, was a gigantic island right under us.

She screamed immediately, they were floating. In mid air.

"Amelia! Calm down, you will be okay!" Mr. Easter assures me. " We just need to pass through the force field and we will be there,".

"What force field !?" I ask. And Mr. Easter starts to move the car down to the island. When we got closer to the island, like water, a rift to just fit the car opens and we go through. Replacing the empty landscape was many buildings, cabins and different activity fields.

"Welcome to Holiday Summer Camp, Amelia," says Mr. Easter.

Wow, " How is this possible?" she asks.

" We all have force fields around our bases or places we call our own, so no one can find it and expose us to outsiders," he explains while I stair out the window with awe.