It was in the night, A purple light woke Isabella from her sleep...It glowed so bright but when Isabella tried to touch it, It faded so she didn't bother touching it.... soon enough it started floating away. As expected, out of curiosity she followed the light
It seemed the light was in something like a tiny jar and the farther it went the less it became. Before Isabella could snap out of her sudden excitement, she was a long way from her home. She called out to the silent night but she could only hear her own voice echoing back at her....it seemed Isabella was lost!. She cried and cried but had no one to comfort but as cold as it was she didn't feel a teensy bit cold,the purple light kept her warm. Isabella finally slept off.
The next morning she saw a little stick beside her ,empty.....she called out ;"purple light, purple light, purple light!"...then she realized,it had run out, she was sad but was somehow happy because it wasn't dark anymore ,at that moment she missed her family terribly. Meanwhile at home,since it was a Saturday morning everyone woke up late and no one bothered to check on Isabella till it was time for breakfast."Isabella, Isabella,come out darling, it's time for breakfast",Martha called out.
Everyone proceeded to the dining table except Isabella,again Martha called out,"Isabella!, Isabella!!, It's time for breakfast, darling...", awaiting her reply but she received none. Then she went to Isabella's room but couldn't find her anywhere she went into her closet,her bathroom and even her secret room which only her knew about but couldn't find her,this time she didn't call out for Isabella,she called out for her husband, Mike and her mother. "Mike!,Mom!Isa is not here "....They ran to the room and started searching the whole place.
It seemed like a joke at first but pretty soon,it became so real. Now it was clear, Isabella had gone missing without a trace not even a clue. Whether Isabella was kidnapped from the house or she went out or she just disappeared couldn't be explained as they were still trying to keep calm and take in what happened. Just then the idea of going to report at the station came to Mike but then they only searched her room... anything could have happened,Mike thought...
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The Purple Flower
FantasyA story about a young girl named Isabella and her belief in fantasy ..... Please like it and follow me,It will encourage me... thanks and also for updates.