This is a children's fairy tale that has unique spiritual, natural and moral values. Different from all others. Ellis Peterson AKA as Ragnar Storyteller.TRICIA AND ROSETTA THE ROSE FAIRY
By Ellis Peterson
Tricia ran into the backyard. The day was warm, sunny and beautiful. She stretched herself out on her favorite lounge chair, opened her fourth grade reader, settled back and relaxed. This was her own special little world. Nothing to disturb her. Here she could close her eyes and daydream and play make believe.
Dreamily she looked at the big rose vine that covered the entire garage wall. It must be the biggest rose vine in the whole world, she thought. She loved all the flowers, birds, animals, and even the little insects. She was in their world now and she was content.
She noticed a slight movement from the corner of the rose vine. Way back in the rear, where the vine met the Calligan’s garage wall. There were flickering colors of shimmering blues and pinks by an oval of silver. It pulsated in and out, as if it were breathing. It was on the ground at the bottom of the rose vine. Tricia watched as it moved slowly, but it moved. She leaned over to get a better look and almost fell out of the chair. The shimmering light was a little pink fairy hanging on the bottom of the rose vine.
“No. That’s impossible,” Tricia thought. “There’s no such thing as a fairy in real life, least of all not in my back yard.” As she held this thought in her mind, the colors started to fade and almost disappeared.
“Oh, but wouldn’t it be wonderful if it were true,” she thought and rose from her seat to hurry toward the spot.
“Oh, please little fairy let it really be you and not just my silly imagination.”
