Red and Rose
By: Claire Van Duinen and Emma Kern (One of my friends)
He had warned her about the book, but now it was too late. Red had taken the book home, curious about the warning. She read the book all night, captivated by the story, when suddenly the clock struck midnight. And things began to happen. . .
Once upon a time,
There was a girl, her name was Red because of her bright red hair. She had a sister named Rosemary. Red loved to read, but Rosemary hated reading. Red had bright red hair, and Rosemary had hair black as a raven. Rosemary loved the outdoors. Red loved the library, her favorite part about it was Mr. Wisor. He had a passion for books just like her.
The girl’s parents were dead, their mother had died from a sudden sickness, and their dad soon died afterwards from grief. So now they lived with their great aunt who didn’t pay any attention at all to them.
One day the trees were swaying in the breeze, a perfect day for the library. Red headed off down the dirt path weaving through the trees. After a short walk she arrived at the library. She rushed into the library and a smile spread on her face as she saw Mr. Wisor. He walked over and said, “I have a book for you, follow me.” She followed him among the rows of endless books until they finally came to the very back of the library. Mr. Wisor pulled an old worn book off of the shelf, carefully handed it into her arms, and said, “I love this book, but let me warn you, be careful don’t let anyone take this book from you and never read this book past midnight.”
“Okay.” Red said curiously. She ran home dashing through the woods, when she suddenly saw a tree move. Then another, soon all the trees were closing in on Red, she looked one way and another, no way to escape. The sun suddenly disappeared behind a cloud and the breeze stirred up the leaves.
“Rosemary, help!” And then everything was back to normal, the sun came out, and the breeze died down. Red didn’t know what happened but she hurried home and quickly locked the door behind her. She sat down, opened the book, and began to read.
Time passed quickly when Red finally looked up to see the time 11:30. Oh no, she thought remembering Mr. Wisor’s warning and quickly shut the book. But Red captivated by the book opened it one more time peeking at the next page. When she tried pulling herself away she found she couldn’t, and she kept on reading. The next time Red looked up it was 11:59. I will just finish the chapter she thought reading quickly, and then the clock struck midnight. GONG . . . . and she fell asleep.
The next morning Red woke up and groggily looked around the room. There was ivy in her room it was everywhere. It blocked all the exits! Red started to panic, how would she get out? Remembering how she stopped the trees, she yelled, “Rosemary help me.” But nothing happened. She walked up to the door and pulled the ivy away. A thorn pricked her finger, and then everything went black.
Meanwhile Rosemary was having a normal morning, going around doing her chores just as she did every morning. Then Rosemary thought she heard Red call out to her for help. So Rose went up to Red’s room and knocked on the door, with no answer she knocked a little bit louder this time, but still no answer. “Red, Red!” She yelled. Nothing. it was completely silent. She tried to open the door but it was stuck. She looked under the door and then she realized something, there was ivy growing out from under it! Rose was confused and freaked out! Rosemary tried to pull at the ivy and pricked her finger on a thorn and suddenly fell asleep.
The next morning when she woke up she found that she was bound, hanging over a fire with fairies surrounding her.
“What are you doing little girl are you lost, can we help.” A fairy asked.
“I’m looking for my sister.” Rosemary said timidly.
“Well I’m Queen Bell, and I would love to help you. What can I do.” Queen Bell, asked.
“Well I have no idea what happened to my sister but I need to find her, before my aunt comes back.”
“Okay, c’mon.” So They set off, Rose and an army of fairies. They made their way out of the forest and to the house. As they got closer to the house, they started hearing noises, a lot of voices talking at the same time, and it seemed to be coming from Rose’s house. When they were able to see her house, they realized that the voices were coming from small men, that were all standing around the house.
“What are they?” Rose asked Queen Bell.
“Elves, nasty things, they are the protectors of the ivy. These are the Ivy Elves.” Bell replied. The fairies flew closer to the house, and started blasting spells at the elves. The elves retaliated and started shooting deadly arrows at the fairies. The fairies started making bigger spells and soon some elves started falling dead. Soon all the elves had fallen, except one had disappeared into the house. The fairies shouted spells and the all the ivy slowly disintegrated. Rose ran up to Red’s bedroom and heard evil laughter behind the door. She quietly opened the door. She saw the last elf sitting in the room with the book in his hands. And Red laying on the bed asleep.
“Hey that is Red’s!” Rose yelled. The elf turned and at that moment Red woke up and saw the elf with the book. She grabbed a thorn off a remaining piece of ivy and quickly stabbed the elf with it. The elf instantly fell asleep.
Red ran to Rosemary crying “I love you Rose.” And hugged her tightly.
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