She used to call her by a pet name
She was not a tot anymore
Could play n dance around on her toes
Could collect things she liked
Could make mess mischieviously
She used to call her by a pet name
some times she just needed to see her
While cutting the vegetables
Or doing the washed clothes
Or watching outside recklessly
One day she lost her
Then she bravely came down the stairway from sky
She knew that she was over there
In that castle with long passages n hundreds of walls
She knew she could make it
She crossed some dangers on the way n reached the castle
But she got lost in between the passages n walls
White fairies with white hairs n white wings came
They dragged their soft faces down to her big eyes
They talked in soft melodious voices as the real fairies do
They kissed her cheek n promised to help her to find her
They scrolled n they ran n they flew over n over in between the walls
They met many but her
She cried "no...no...no...its not her...they never can be...she is the most beautiful in heaven!!!"
She lost a hope almost
She was broken
She was tired n dead almost
And then she found her inside four walls full of bloody roses n white feathers n crystal mages
She ran to her n hide her face in her white chiffon gown
She never knew that she forgot the pet name by then
N she would never recall those days
She was not a tot anymore
Could play n dance around on her toes
Could collect things she liked
Could make mess mischieviously
N could keep some secret
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