A V A L O N
U S E R N A M E ;;
Downn-- I don't have any nicknames,
other names, nothing. Just call me
Downn.
Downn-- I don't have any nicknames,
other names, nothing. Just call me
Downn.
N A M E ;;
Avalon-- one of her nicknames is Ava.
Avalon-- one of her nicknames is Ava.
B A C K S T O R Y ;;
You may have noticed Avalon's jewelry. The star and moon are quite peculiar, no? Or you may have noticed the slight frown she wears. Perhaps not as peculiar, but still not the usual. Why does she have these, you ask? Well. . . you are about to find out. I wrote this story in short scenes, memories from her life as she grows. Without further ado, here is Avalon's story, which added up to 344 words. I hope it's okay that I went a little bit over. . .
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"They were mean to me too."
Avalon looked up. A kiamara, who looked about her age, stood in front of her. Ava had been in the woods, crying about how the other children had bullied her because she wasn't social and never played with them.
"Why? Why were they mean to you?" Avalon asked.
The other child paused for a moment. He seemed quite . . . awkward. "My name is Blue Jay," he said, matter-of-factly. "And I know a cool spot in these woods. C'mon, let's go play."
Ava didn't mind that he hadn't answered her question. She followed him anyway, happy she had finally found a friend.
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"The stars are pretty, aren't they?" Avalon looked back at Blue Jay. It had been a year since she had first met him, but they were still children. They now stood in the spot he had once said was cool: a cliff, looking over a valley that had a great view of a river and at night, the stars.
"They're lighthouses." Blue responded.
After much questioning in the months after she had met him, Ava had figured out why Blue had seemed awkward: Blue Jay had Asperger's Syndrome. And so, when he said that the stars were lighthouses, Avalon didn't question it, and from that day on, thought of the stars as lighthouses herself.
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"It's for you." Blue Jay nodded at the jewelry he had brought with him: small metal craftings of a star and a moon. "They are like the lighthouses."
"It's beautiful!"
Avalon and Blue were standing on the very cliff they spent much of their days. Ava stared at her new gift, and smiled. She would wear them every day.
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Soon after Avalon had received her gift, Blue Jay died. He had gotten lost in the woods, and couldn't find his way out. Ava was heartbroken-- she loved Blue Jay, and he had gone. But now Ava knew that she didn't have to be antisocial; now she knew what it felt like to have a friend. And she loved it.
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There you have it. She keeps her jewelry in honor of her friend, and keeps the frown because she lost him. She became social because she knew it's what he would have wanted. But most of all, she kept on believing, even though she knew better, that the stars, were indeed, lighthouses.
You may have noticed Avalon's jewelry. The star and moon are quite peculiar, no? Or you may have noticed the slight frown she wears. Perhaps not as peculiar, but still not the usual. Why does she have these, you ask? Well. . . you are about to find out. I wrote this story in short scenes, memories from her life as she grows. Without further ado, here is Avalon's story, which added up to 344 words. I hope it's okay that I went a little bit over. . .
~
"They were mean to me too."
Avalon looked up. A kiamara, who looked about her age, stood in front of her. Ava had been in the woods, crying about how the other children had bullied her because she wasn't social and never played with them.
"Why? Why were they mean to you?" Avalon asked.
The other child paused for a moment. He seemed quite . . . awkward. "My name is Blue Jay," he said, matter-of-factly. "And I know a cool spot in these woods. C'mon, let's go play."
Ava didn't mind that he hadn't answered her question. She followed him anyway, happy she had finally found a friend.
~
"The stars are pretty, aren't they?" Avalon looked back at Blue Jay. It had been a year since she had first met him, but they were still children. They now stood in the spot he had once said was cool: a cliff, looking over a valley that had a great view of a river and at night, the stars.
"They're lighthouses." Blue responded.
After much questioning in the months after she had met him, Ava had figured out why Blue had seemed awkward: Blue Jay had Asperger's Syndrome. And so, when he said that the stars were lighthouses, Avalon didn't question it, and from that day on, thought of the stars as lighthouses herself.
~
"It's for you." Blue Jay nodded at the jewelry he had brought with him: small metal craftings of a star and a moon. "They are like the lighthouses."
"It's beautiful!"
Avalon and Blue were standing on the very cliff they spent much of their days. Ava stared at her new gift, and smiled. She would wear them every day.
~
Soon after Avalon had received her gift, Blue Jay died. He had gotten lost in the woods, and couldn't find his way out. Ava was heartbroken-- she loved Blue Jay, and he had gone. But now Ava knew that she didn't have to be antisocial; now she knew what it felt like to have a friend. And she loved it.
~
There you have it. She keeps her jewelry in honor of her friend, and keeps the frown because she lost him. She became social because she knew it's what he would have wanted. But most of all, she kept on believing, even though she knew better, that the stars, were indeed, lighthouses.
A R T ;;
by .cupcakefox.(bold)
Lighthouses by LoneWolf.
by .cupcakefox.(bold)
Lighthouses by LoneWolf.
