i opend the window early morning with hands full of vigor and vitality , the Incandescent lights of the sun called me , and a gentel breeze has visited my books and left after leaving the pages flipping , i watched the papers flipping , and i looked at the words that i have written with my own feather , and when they stopped flipping , they stopped on an empty white page , my inner voice was talking to me , motivating me to pick a pen and write ...
My father used to have a big house , one of the biggest houses in our town , that brings the joy to whom look at it from the outside , and Fascinates heart from the inside .
but no one would ever believe me if i said my mother and i were living in the basement of this fascinating house ! over seven years . i grew up and knew the bitter truth , although i'm the only father's daughter , he used to hate both of us me and my mom , because he lost a bet with a friend when mom was pregnant.
There bet was if mom gave birth to a boy , his friend will give him a huge amount of money and if she was a girl dad will give that money to his friend.
i guess you know who came here ! ever since my dad used to look down upon us as a bad luck charms .
He deprived us from his fortune , never gave us any coins , so mom used to work so hard to make us live and survive .
she used to go to the market undercover everyday , to sell what her dried tierd hands sew .
Until that day came .. that day when i felt my life is on the edge .. my nightmare ...
Mom's undercover was blown up , people in town recognized her !
" the wife of the most richest guy in town sells some sewing clothes ! " every one was gossping ..
My dad was so mad at us , like every time , but this time he kickd us out of the basement , out of his house , the house that we never enjoyed staying in .
From this day the journey of my life has begun ...
And my dream of becomming a great writter has faded away
i packed my stuff , and we left the town .
In a very freezing night , only the darkness was Surrounding us , the only thing that we were able to see is the tinny shinny stars , those stars who seemed like begging the clouds to move a bit away from the moon to light up our path ..
The stars like what my mom used to say are kind and friendly ..
we arrived at the river borders , between our town and the villages , mom's silver tears were dropping on the ground , then we took a shaking old bridge to cross the long river , but the bridge couldn't handle us both , so it broke down , and my mom fell in the freezing water , and the current carried her body away , i tried to rescue her but i failed , so the only thing i was doing after being so desperate was crying and crying .
my heart was on fire , i was blaming myself for not letting her crossing the river first , i was screaming and the tears were streaming down my face while staring at the pearly necklance that she once gave me as a gift .
andhen , the wind led me to the closest village , but i found everyone there a copy cat from my dad's personality ... , but i had no choice only living here.
i lived years of humiliation and poverty, i was broke , i wasn't able to buy food , i used to eat what people used to throw in the trash ..
No one sympthied with me , my heart was always on fire and only tears used to put that fire out ...
it seemed like everone was selfish and heartless .. there feelings were harder than a rock ..
One day i was walking by a beautiful green garden , then someone was waving at me and wanted me to approach ..
i dragged myself slowly towards him ..
" set so i can draw you ! " the man said
so i sat down and then i shed tears ,
" why are you crying ? , pretty face " asked gentely ..
I smiled atimatically back then and the flowers of hope inside me had blossemed
That was the first time that someone tells me a nice word after my mom ...
so i told him my tale from A to Z
He was touched by my story , but he kept drawing me until he is done .
" your Tragic beauty will be a master piece someday " said the drawer
but i didn't understand his words till he explained to me .
he was going to participate in a compitition with this paint , and promised he will share half the prize if he won .
He was confident that he will win , he asked me about my name and i answered him
" then i will call this piece THE CANDLES TEARS " said the gentel guy
i laughed and thanked him with a gentel tear .
Days passed by , and nothing changed ...
until i saw posters everywhere that contained my picture ! i thought that the painter won , and wants to share the money with me .
My heart was like a flying bird , flew high,high up in the sky out of happiness ,
then that poor bird was shot by a bullit of fear , when i saw dady's picture under mine .
my heart was shaking , my whole body was shivering , i was scared to death , the only thing that came on my mind that my father want me a dead body ..
due to the fact i was a street rat , i thought he wanted to get rid of the shame , then suddenly everyone was pointing at me and gossping , my face turned to yellow , i felt that my heartbeat almost stopped ..
then that's it i ran as fast as i can out of this village , i ran and ran and ran until i rached the river ..
the tape of my life was flashing right infront of my eyes , and stopped right at that moment .
when my mom sank here in the river , at this place my mother pased away ..
and the same thing happened to me , i sank here at this river
like mother like daughter !
before jumping in the river i shed one more last tears and cut the pearly necklance , as it was falling i fell with it ..
and the current carried my body away ..
And this is the end , the end of a tragedic candle ..
She died without knowing the truth !
Her dad passed away and left his fortune , she was his only heir ..
so that's why her town published the posters with her pictures , to let her know the truth ..
but poor candle , she was deprived from everything even knowldege
She couldn't read or write , thats why she was scared to death ...
And iam her soul , i'm here to tell you her story after 10 years ... from her death ..
I'm back to tell you that the painter won the prize and looked everywhere for the poor girl as he promised , but he couldn't find her .
so he took her money and built an Orphanage .
and her tragedic beauty was in the entrance of this building .
he called it " CANDLES Orphanage "
and there they are , the orphane kids enetr this place with a heavy heart , and leave it with a bright smile on their faces ..
And with a tragedic tear they shed on their face , when they hear the little poor girl's story
THE END
