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Today mother kept me in the basement again. She always does that. But that’s my happiest place. I can tell myself stories. I can make up new stories too. I can think whatever I like. In my stories, mother is a bad witch.
I don’t like the teachers in my school. They forbid me to tell my classmates my stories. They don’t like me. In their eyes I’m not a good student, because good students are very good at their studies, while I’m not. I always fail in my exams. I don’t like arithmetic. It’s boring and I also don’t like my Chinese textbook. It’s boring too and there are no stories in it.
I was kept in the basement longer than usual. I don’t know why. But there I met a snake from the fairy world. She said her name was Cry. She must be sent here to take me away from here. That’s the wish I made on my last birthday party. I said I wanted to leave here forever and go to the fairy world. But she liked crying very much. It’s not a good thing, for she might be heard. If she was found by Bad Witch, she would be in great trouble. So I didn’t take her out today. I will try to bring her out tomorrow when Bad Witch is out. I’m sure she will take me away.
Later, grandma came to see me and I knew it’s my birthday. But I didn’t care my birthday. I just wanted to see grandma. She is the only one in the world I like, but now I also like Cry. Grandma bought me some presents and I liked the prince most. How I wish I would be a prince too. |
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