vrijdag 12 april 2013

Happily Ever After


Happily Ever After


Hi, I rewrote the end of the fairytale: ‘The Girl With The Matchstick. I have chosen this story because it is a very emotional and sad story. But I wanted to give it more passion.




The girl kindles the last matchstick.
Suddenly it’s dark, she only sees one little sparkle. She doesn’t know what it is but she fallows the light and suddenly she sees herself lying on the floor. She doesn’t really know what her eyes see and what they are trying to tell her?

Around her body there are a lot of people, people she doesn’t even know. But she realizes that she never had seen a lot of people. Only that guy who always bought one of her matchsticks.
She wants’ to run, and shout to them, but she can’t do anything. It felt like her feet were melted in the ground, she couldn’t move them. Instead of shouting, she cries. Her tiers make the ground melt under her feet and she could move.
Ad first she didn’t knew, if she really wanted to see what was happening there. She was scared of herself. But she knew that she had to take a look, if she wanted to go further with her life. Or even wake up from the dream.

She saw her body lying, ad first she thought that she was just sleeping but when she didn’t saw the little breath clouds coming out of her mouth, she realizes that she wasn’t any longer the girl who was lying there on the ground. She couldn’t believe it! She kicked the girl. ‘Wake Up!’ But the girl didn’t response. ‘Wake Up, please wake up!’ She took off her coat and laid it on the girl. But she couldn’t do anything more. She was dead. Frozen. Her shoes were even stolen. The girl started to cry. She thought that her tears would make to girl back to life. But she was wrong. 

At curtain moment the girl feels a hand on her shoulder. The girl is scared, she thinks it’s god or maybe even the devil because she can’t pay a place in heaven. A place in heaven is very expensive. But she doesn’t want to go to the underworld. Yes, she wouldn’t be cold anymore but she hated the color red. So the girl had two choices; the first was just run away as fast as she can. The second was, dealing with her terror and see god in the eyes. She turns here head and can’t believe what she sees. At first she thought it was an airplane, but that wasn’t it. Maybe it is a bird? But that wasn’t it either. She wasn’t sure but it was her big and great grandmother! It was her hero. The only person who had ever made her feel like she was special! Not the pore girl who every body hated and not even gets an eyewink. Even when she got one from the people, its one full of ignoration and they saw her like junk. When she looks in her grandmothers eyes its nothing more then pure joy and love.
It was a miracle, and the girl lighted up. It wasn’t any longer the matchstick that was burning! She was so happy. The girl was on fire. She never had felt like this. It was like a phoenix was flying in her chest. She could handle the world now and the cold.

The grandmother pointed to heaven and gave the girl a sign. It was time. The girl didn’t get the sign. She didn’t want to go. Her grandmother had to stay, here with her

But that story wasn’t possible. The girl didn’t know what to do. She was so happy, why would she leave? Okay she wasn’t rich and she didn’t have the live she always wanted it. But she has love now. But the grandmother couldn’t stay.
The only solution was to go with her. She would have the love and the warmth.

She decided to go with her grandmother to heaven. ‘You made the best decision’ said her grandmother. ‘Why?’ said the girl. The grandmother explains that the girl on the floor her future was if she hadn’t come along. So if she had stayed she would now be dead. Frozen and nobody would minted it. Nobody would miss her. Not even her grandmother because she had the chance to go with her and didn’t take that chance.

The girl had no words. She was to happy, but at the same time very sad because she knows that she is dead.

Her grandmother gives her a big hug and made her feel back alive. To getter they look to the living ones below theme. The girl with the matchsticks is gone but nobody sees it. It is like she was invisible. Only the guy who always bought one of her matchsticks, goes every morning to the place looks were she always sat. He says something and then he lays a matchstick on the place. Then he leaves.

The girl lived long and happily ever after in heaven with her grandmother.