"Zatrasha"
Story by Jessica
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for Kara USA
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Zatarsha is a magical Fairy who lives in the deep woods of Spikle! Spikle is an old Elfan word that means Sparkling. Which was a very appropriate name for it. For Zatrasha LOVED to sprinkle the land with sparkles and glitter. Her best friends were butterflies, and sometimes they helped her to spread her glitter throughout the woods. One particular butterfly named Ivy, a minty-green buttferly, once saved her life! And this is the story that I wish to tell to you!
Zatarsha was flying along, smelling the flowers, and spreading Sparkles. Then some little elf boys were following her, they put a glass jar around her, and they sealed her up tight. She sat in there as the boys took her back to their town. They went into a small brick hut and put her by the window. "Maybe we can sell it!" said one Red haired elf. "No, we should keep it as a pet!" said another elf, only this one was blonde. The boys argued for quite a while. Zatarsha just sat there and cried.
The Blonde haired boy took a nail and put it on the lid of the jar and hit a hammer to it several times. It hurt her ears, so Zatarsha sat there and screamed. I don't think that any of the boys heard it.. for they ignored her. When all of the noise was over, Zatarsha looked up at the Lid. It had several holes in it. She took a deep breath, she could smell the woods. She called out a strange song. Ivy came fluttering casually to the window.
"Ivy!" Zatarsha shouted.. seing as the boys didn't notice her the 1st time. "Ivy! Gather up the rest of the Butterflies! I need them to get me out of here. They always had sacks of my sparkles stashed up, have them take that and sprinkle this jar. It will disapear and I will be free!" so Ivy flew back to the Woods. She gathered up the butterflies, and had them bring the sparkles. When they flew back, all of the sparkles had fallen out of the bags that they brought them in.
Zatarsha cried, "What are we going to do now!" Ivy had an idea. She had all of the butterflies gather around the jar. They all ifted up. Zatarsha felt herself lifting, she stopped crying and looked around her, she was flying. But she was still trapped in the jar. The boys were now chasing them down the main road of the little Elf town. Then they chased them down a small path into Spikle.
Ivy and the butterflies flew and flew with all of their might, an idea sparked in Zatarsha's mind. "Hey Ivy! I'll fly up in this jar and you all let the jar smash against that big tree over there!" Zatarsha flew up toward the lid of the jar, Ivy and the butterflies let go, Zatarsha screamed as the Jar slammed against the wood, but she was ok becuase she was flying INSIDE the jar, and the glass just shattered around her. The butterflies and her all split up to their homes, and the boys got confused.
They all waited until the boys had all gone home. Then they all came together and had a big party to celebrate their victory!!
The End
Story by: Jessica, age 11, USA
