Little Mouse

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Maisie Martine, or Little mouse as her father called her, is a girl who's father leaves on a business trip. He's supposed to be back for Christmas but his flight is delayed and he says he wont be home for Christmas. Then he sends a letter saying that the flight was able to get him back home and he was able to get home for Christmas

Submitted: January 14, 2008

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Beautiful blond hair as yellow as the sun, eyes deep pools of blue, elegant, nice, obedient, and very smart. That all describes Maisie Martine, she was fourteen years old and always did what she as supposed to. Actually I don’t think she’s ever done anything wrong, in her life. Anyway, Maisie’s father had gone off on a business  trip and was supposed to be able to come back by Christmas Eve.  So he went on the trip leaving Maisie, Maisie’s mother, and Maisie’s little sister, Elizabeth (or Elly as Maisie and her mother called her) all alone. Well of course not alone, I mean they always had each other, but the household just wasn’t the same without her father. But it’s not like her father didn’t send letters, they just didn’t always get there.

Maisie missed her father a lot and started to send her own letters. After the first letter it was it like it was an obsession. She would stay up all night writing things to send to her father. She was in her room almost all the time and her mother was getting worried about her. Her mother called Maisie down to dinner even though she usually lets her eat in her room. When Maisie came downstairs she asked her mother why she could not eat in her room and her mother replied “Maisie we’re eating as a family today. I’m getting worried about you, always cooped up in that room of yours. Today you’re coming down to eat.” She Okayed her mother and sat down. The next day she got a .letter from her father saying that, the letter she was reading was the last letter he could just send to talk. That from now on he can only send letters in emergencies because shipping for supplies would cost more, and that it would cost more because of the weather conditions.

At that she was worried, she thought, “what if father can’t be home for Christmas Eve?” She promised herself that she wouldn’t get paranoid over this. The next day when Maisie and Elly went downstairs they saw their mother standing at the bottom waiting for them, with a letter in her hand. She got them sat down at the table, got them breakfast, and told them what the letter said. The letter read:

 My family,

I’m  sorry  to  say  that  my  flight  has  been  delayed  and  I Probably  won’t  be  home  for  Christmas.

Maisie was heartbroken, but she remembered her promise. She went to her room and then, broke her promise to herself.

She had a nickname, but she wouldn’t dare even say it herself with her father gone, although she missed it. She told herself that she is fourteen and needs to pull herself together, but wouldn’t even take her own advice. The next day was the day before Christmas Eve; everyone was getting their houses ready, everybody but her. She stayed in her room all day, well until she heard her mother say that she had a letter. She ran downstairs grabbed and ran back up. The letter read:

Dear Maisie,

I  have  just  found  out  that  I will  Be  home  for  Christmas  Eve  the  snowstorm  has  went  it’s  course  faster  than anybody  thought.  I’m coming home………

 

Little mouse

 

Beautiful blond hair as yellow as the sun, eyes deep pools of blue, elegant, nice, obedient, and very smart. That all describes Maisie Martine, she was fourteen years old and always did what she as supposed to. Actually I don’t think she’s ever done anything wrong, in her life. Anyway, Maisie’s father had gone off on a business  trip and was supposed to be able to come back by Christmas Eve.  So he went on the trip leaving Maisie, Maisie’s mother, and Maisie’s little sister, Elizabeth (or Elly as Maisie and her mother called her) all alone. Well of course not alone, I mean they always had each other, but the household just wasn’t the same without her father. But it’s not like her father didn’t send letters, they just didn’t always get there.

Maisie missed her father a lot and started to send her own letters. After the first letter it was it like it was an obsession. She would stay up all night writing things to send to her father. She was in her room almost all the time and her mother was getting worried about her. Her mother called Maisie down to dinner even though she usually lets her eat in her room. When Maisie came downstairs she asked her mother why she could not eat in her room and her mother replied “Maisie we’re eating as a family today. I’m getting worried about you, always cooped up in that room of yours. Today you’re coming down to eat.” She Okayed her mother and sat down. The next day she got a .letter from her father saying that, the letter she was reading was the last letter he could just send to talk. That from now on he can only send letters in emergencies because shipping for supplies would cost more, and that it would cost more because of the weather conditions.

At that she was worried, she thought, “what if father can’t be home for Christmas Eve?” She promised herself that she wouldn’t get paranoid over this. The next day when Maisie and Elly went downstairs they saw their mother standing at the bottom waiting for them, with a letter in her hand. She got them sat down at the table, got them breakfast, and told them what the letter said. The letter read:

 My family,

I’m  sorry  to  say  that  my  flight  has  been  delayed  and  I Probably  won’t  be  home  for  Christmas.

Maisie was heartbroken, but she remembered her promise. She went to her room and then, broke her promise to herself.

She had a nickname, but she wouldn’t dare even say it herself with her father gone, although she missed it. She told herself that she is fourteen and needs to pull herself together, but wouldn’t even take her own advice. The next day was the day before Christmas Eve; everyone was getting their houses ready, everybody but her. She stayed in her room all day, well until she heard her mother say that she had a letter. She ran downstairs grabbed and ran back up. The letter read:

Dear Maisie,

I  have  just  found  out  that  I will  Be  home  for  Christmas  Eve  the  snowstorm  has  went  it’s  course  faster  than anybody  thought.  I’m coming home………

 

Little mouse

 


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