a girl who nee deep in her mothers weird world of mystery's things she did not know what she was getting into at first when her mothers art went out the window.
Sometimes it is hard to sleep but no matter I have the thing for you the new super pillow the best and fanciest thing you ever did sleep with get one to day for......... I turn the TV off at this point. I can tell you I hate commercials trying to sell me stuff I don't want or need. I got to my bed room and sit at my desk. A paper and simple pencil my hand flys across the sheet I already know what it is that I want. A line here no erase that here perfect. I work on a beautiful dragon elegant and graceful. she has a circular motion in the air and a tail like the winding wind. I sit looking at it wow this looks like crap. A amazing dragon was what I was hoping for not this. the picture in my head is how it should turn out not scribbles on paper. I go sit on my bed and lie down looking at the pictures I hung on my yellow wall. there all upside down but I know their fantastic I have looked at them often enough to know that. even upside down the colors look good. why can't I do art like my mom. my window snaps open and a cold gust of wind blows in. no no no no my mom's art is blowing out the window I run and try to grab it. I climb out the window I have to catch them there all that is left of my mother. I climb out the window trying to catch them. "No, no, no, this cant be happening!" I yell. my mother dispersed but I cant let these. I keep on running the Papers take me through my yard and to the woods at the edge of town. They sweep further into the woods right into the clearing. I snatch up the papers uh I got them. I just stand there trying to catch my breath. I sound like a broken down car I wish I was not so loud. I hear a crack and a ruffle of leafs I look to the blueberry bush were the sound came from. It is nothing most likely just a raccoon. The wind blows gently but it seems to be telling me something is going to happen I don't know what though. then it walks out of the bush regale and beautiful. Imagine a fox glorious red with blue eyes and the flutist tail you have ever seen. its crystal eyes intelligent. I know this fox Mirka my mom would draw her . the realization was like being hit in the head with a rock. Then Mirka the fox dashed off . I go after it ruining once again through the woods on my hair flipping around me. I don't watch closely in fear I will get dizzy but I can see the blur of the trees and the fox as she weaves through.A few times I almost run into a tree which is not funny mind you. I'm not a fast runner but all the branches and stumps on the ground is making me even slower. ugh man do I hate running. I ram into a ice wall and fall back this time truly dissy. Mirka comes and looks down on my face. my whole body hurts and she looks fuzzy. when my sight focuses I look at her. last time I did not get a good look she ran away to fast. like spined gold I thought seeing Mirkas fur so close. I wanted to reach out and touch it I bet it would feel like the softest silk. And oh her eyes marvelous eyes like a deep clear pool of blue with tiny little specks of hazel. I was took involved in the fox I forgot I was laying on my back in the middle of the woods. At this thought I shoot up and stand as fast as a cheetah. I study the fox
"Well are you going to use the ice mirror or not" says Mirka
" what?!!?!?" I stumble back "you can talk "
" yes don't act so surprised your mother told you I could" said Mirka
I stamper but could not say a thing I new this fox looked like Mirka the fox my mom told me about but I did no know it was her this fox.
" well are you going to look in the ice mirror or not?"
she whips her head geshering to the Ice wall I ran in to. I study it closely I can see my reflection but Reflection me has on armer and a sword in her hand. The most interesting part is the long scar on my shoulder. Why is my shoulder showing dose that not need to be protected sense I have armor? I look up my name was written above my reflection. Mia Lavender Terra yes thats my name. Mia Terra is latin though spelled wrong in English is my earth. I only use my first and last name never my middle. my mother was the person who named me and lavender was from my real father sadly he died when I was 3. My mother dispersed 2 years ago and my father's dead so guess who I end up with the most dreaded and horrible step father Shcitar Frop . His name sounds like sh-k-et-or and his last name is fr-o-p I know ugh. Well he is just the worse I cant even. He never cares about any thing I do and especially not about me. If I ran a way he would not notice or care. Creak I look over the Ice once more oh no oh no the ice its cracking what should I do my face probably broke it.
" you did not break it" Mirka says calmly
"what?" I say
" when you ran into it earlier it opened the lock it just took a bit to get the door open go on inside"
Then Mirka nudged me inside the dark black door way.
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(This is a picture of Mia. if you like the start of my story pleas comment. I'm real bad about voting when I'm reading you do not have to vote but pleas comment it gives me motivation to write. The art is my'n. Feel free to ask me any questions you have. Sorry for any spelling and gramer mistakes.)
