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Psychickid
Novel: One Wish
Genre: Fantasy
45,599 words so far  

About Psychickid

Location: College

Home Region:
United States :: Virginia :: Northern

Age:19

Website: http://psychickitten.deviantart.com/

Favorite novels: The Picture of Dorian Grey, The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Stardust, Beloved

Favorite writers: Victor Huges, Avi., Dana, Lemoy Snicket, Douglas Adams

Favorite music: Final Fantasy, classical, Disney, soundtracks

Non-noveling interests: drawing, scrapbooking, cooking, hanging out with friends

Joined: Oktober 12, 2006

This Year: Official Participant

NaNoWriMo History:
'06 '07

NaNoWriMo posts: 1

NaNoWriMo buddies: 10

 

Brief Author Bio:

I've been writing since I was 12 and I don't see an end in sight.

I also enjoy walks on the beach, poetry, and eating a big bag of popcorn all by myself.

Synopsis: One Wish

Dear reader,

This letter pertains to our future meeting. I wish to thank you in advance to have a chance to sit down with you and allowing me tell you a tale. I know you are a seeker of stories; adventures and discoveries beyond the boundaries of the page. I hope that the fairy tale I have for you goes beyond your expectation. If it has not, then I have failed as a writer and a storyteller.

You see, it all begins with two creatures. Two different yet very similar creatures, for you see, one is a human, a human girl with golden locks as if Rumpelstiltskin had sewn it himself and blue eyes like sharp sapphires, with the name of Judy. The other is a fairy boy of Ashley, a tiny sprightly creature with laughter like bells, magic in his heart, and the gift of granting wishes. The human girl however, was dark and cold and no longer believed in the magic for the world was cruel to her and wiped away those fantastic dreams. He was so light-hearted, he danced on the air as if it was solid ground but the girl was so down-to-earth that the dirt of the ground covered up to her ankles. You may be asking, what of these two creatures.

After a incident which involves a cat, a school project, and a iron skillet, Judy was granted one wish from the boy. Becoming so jaded with materialistic things, she wished for nothing that she could hold, but the friendship of the fairy. With this single tiny wish, a chain of events began that neither one could predict. Whether it leads to happiness or heartbroken tragedy is the purpose of this tale.

I look forward to telling this tale and introducing you to these two different yet similar creatures. I cannot wait until our meeting in December and beyond. I'll be patiently waiting for you.

Sincerely,
The Book

Excerpt: One Wish

With one powerful swing, Judy swung the iron skillet at the tiny fairy boy. She waited for it to pass through him or turn into butterflies or some other magical occurrence. Instead there was a firm DWONG! Judy only saw the blur of the tiny creature fly across the air. He crashed on the ground and slid across the linoleum. She froze. She killed him. She killed the possibly non-existent creature. He just lay there, motionless. She tried to see his chest rise and fall but the motion was so small, she could have imagined it.

There was a squeak that sounded like a mix between a cry and a cough escape from the body. The fairy lifted his head towards the giant girl, his head throbbing up and down like a drunk. He raised his arm and cringed like he injured it. Judy had gotten smarted in the last five minutes and was now poised above him with the frying pan ready to swing.

“Give me one good reason I shouldn’t just crush you right now?” she snarled. The boy raised a lethargic head towards her. He jumped to attention at the sight of the towering weapon.

“Wait! Stop!” he screeched, holding one hand up. The other arm was cradled in his chest. “I’ll grant your wish, I swear!”

“Why should I believe you?”

“I promise! Oh Blue Fairy! Please don’t kill me!” he cried. “Just make a wish, any wish!”

“Sorry, fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.” She raised her weapon high. The fairy let out an ear-piercing scream, curing up in a small ball. With one powerful stroke, she flung it down.

Five minutes later, she was at the sink. She watched as the fairy’s blood ran down the drain like he never existed.

Just kidding.

Judy stopped the pan right as the metal made contact with his miniscule shoulder. He stopped screaming when he realized he wasn’t crushed to a pulp. He opened his eyes and saw the frying pan literally on top of him.

“You’re going to grant my wish, whether you want to or not.”

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