The Lost Faeries

(a short story for children)

High above on a branch, I spied a fairy watching me very closely. We stared at each other for awhile then she moved as if to go. I begged her to stay as i wanted to be friends. She looked at me for quite some time then said to me so seriously, "We don't trust you humans very much, you're taking our homes away, we are slowly dying, not many of us survive anymore." Her words made me cry. She looked at me with concern in her eyes. "Why do you cry?" she asked.

"Because I'm not the one who takes your homes away, I want you to stay and be my friend. Please tell me what I need to do to help you with your plight?"

Surprise was clearly etched onto her face, she did not know what to say. Flying down to sit on my shoulder she said earnestly, "Do not cry anymore. If you really want to help, tell your friends and neighbors of our plight, but don't tell them where we are till you know they care and mean us no harm. Maybe they will help us to survive, this forest is our last home. There are some animals and elves who hide inside that also need your protection, if you really want to help, let us know what they say."

I ran all the way home and talked to my friends and family. Some laughed at me, but others began to see. Before long we all got together and bought the land that housed the forest and put it off limits to all who would do them harm. The faeries, elves and animals who reside there make it beautiful for us every day. Now it has become a haven for us as well and we protect it well. We all enjoy their company and I now have my special friends.

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