Just My Imagination-Musings of a child
Imagination can be a very powerful thing. This is a tale of one little girl's imagination getting the best of her.
"Mommy, will you play with me?" Jenny asks, tugging at her mommy's skirt as she hands the freshly washed laundry on the line.
"I'm sorry, dear. I really need to get this done. Why don't you use your imagination," her mother suggests affectionately and returns to pinning a shirt to the line.
"What's 'magination, Mommy?" the little girls asks, again tugging on the long skirt worn by her mother.
"Jenny, please. Not right now," her mother scorns, as her face melts with tired lines and exhaustion.
The little girl grumbled to herself as she sulked away, down to the other end of the clothesline, away from her mother. " 'magination must be what kids get when Mommies and Daddies are too busy to play," she moaned, throwing herself to the ground just before her mother called out to her not to dirty her good dress.
Jenny thought to herself as she stared at the dirty ground, "I wonder what really lives in holes in the ground. Daddy said snakes and bunnies live there." Before she could give it a second though, the little girl noticed something sparkling within the small hole in the ground. "I bet that is pretty jewelry, " she blurted out in a hushed tone, " and if I gave it to Mommy, she'd be happy again. She is always happy when Daddy gives her jewelry."
She stuck her little fingers into the hole in the ground, where she saw the sparkle, but drew back when she felt a pinch on her pointy finger. Looking at her finger, she couldn't see anything wrong with it, but it looked like the sparkly thing was a little closer now. She leaned over and dug into the hole again.
For a moment Jenny felt very strange, "I feel like that time when I spun in circles like an airplane over and over again, and landed in Mrs. Hayes garden. She was really mad."
Before Jenny could steady herself the hole grew to three times her size. Or was it that she shrunk to three times smaller than the hole? In any event, she toppled over head first into the hole. Her tiny screams echoed through the darkness. Can you help Jenny get back home?