The Large Firefly
MATTHIAS BOURSIQUOT
Isabelle was in the woods behind her uncle’s farmhouse. She thought she saw a large firefly go into the woods earlier, and planned it
and show it to her family. But as she went farther in, she got lost, and couldn’t find her way back. As she was looking around
for the path that she had taken, she saw a large glow--the same glow that led her there.
It flew around at a fast pace, circling above her for a few seconds until coming to a stop on top of a tree branch in front of her. She
slowly went to catch it with her net, until she noticed something odd about this firefly. Other than its size, it seemed to have a shape
different than that of another firefly. She continued her slow pace, getting closer to this creature, and then started to
fully see what it was: a fairy. It had butterfly-like wings, a weird shimmering dress, and orange hair. Instead of catching it
with a net, Isabelle tried to touch the fairy with her finger. As she was about to touch it, the fairy revealed its sharp
teeth and bit her. Isabelle exclaimed in pain, at the sweet looking fairy with fear. Running to her uncle's farmhouse, the fairy's light
that once guided her disappeared into the dying day. Even though Isabelle showed the cut on her finger to her uncle, no one believed
what she had saw; but she did, deep down despite her parents wishes to forget. Although so many years later, now as she takes her
own kids to the same woods, she makes sure to look out for that small light, but never has it returned.
Walking down her uncle's farmhouse path, she shook her head in disbelief for her childish ways, catching herself once again
scanning for that small bright light. Mindlessly, she traced the cut on her finger, before her ears caught the sound of approaching
footsteps— her son— dewdrop tears tracing his red cheeks: "Mommy! I got a cut!"
Two clear bite marks lined his fingertip, swollen and bleeding. Swiftly scanning her surroundings again, heart pumping, her eyes caught
another dying light; she didn't know how she knew, but it suddenly dawned on her that the fairies didn't want her family near the woods.
She was finally ready to figure out why.
and show it to her family. But as she went farther in, she got lost, and couldn’t find her way back. As she was looking around
for the path that she had taken, she saw a large glow--the same glow that led her there.
It flew around at a fast pace, circling above her for a few seconds until coming to a stop on top of a tree branch in front of her. She
slowly went to catch it with her net, until she noticed something odd about this firefly. Other than its size, it seemed to have a shape
different than that of another firefly. She continued her slow pace, getting closer to this creature, and then started to
fully see what it was: a fairy. It had butterfly-like wings, a weird shimmering dress, and orange hair. Instead of catching it
with a net, Isabelle tried to touch the fairy with her finger. As she was about to touch it, the fairy revealed its sharp
teeth and bit her. Isabelle exclaimed in pain, at the sweet looking fairy with fear. Running to her uncle's farmhouse, the fairy's light
that once guided her disappeared into the dying day. Even though Isabelle showed the cut on her finger to her uncle, no one believed
what she had saw; but she did, deep down despite her parents wishes to forget. Although so many years later, now as she takes her
own kids to the same woods, she makes sure to look out for that small light, but never has it returned.
Walking down her uncle's farmhouse path, she shook her head in disbelief for her childish ways, catching herself once again
scanning for that small bright light. Mindlessly, she traced the cut on her finger, before her ears caught the sound of approaching
footsteps— her son— dewdrop tears tracing his red cheeks: "Mommy! I got a cut!"
Two clear bite marks lined his fingertip, swollen and bleeding. Swiftly scanning her surroundings again, heart pumping, her eyes caught
another dying light; she didn't know how she knew, but it suddenly dawned on her that the fairies didn't want her family near the woods.
She was finally ready to figure out why.