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THE GIRL

AND THE CANDLE

: SUPANAN SUPAVEKIN : NATTAN TAWORNSATIT and SISILPA SRISUKSON

Out in the woods where no sun can It was not only her grandmother
get through, there existed a small who she had in her family. There was
lonely cottage. The place was old and also her mum. Her mother was not as
moldy with a straw roof that was falling nice and kind as her grandmother- she
apart. But the family had no choice. thought. But the mum was beautiful;
They could not afford a better home. long fair hair, glowing eyes, and pale
In the cottage was a girl, a poor white skin. She had been married to one
little girl. She was sitting on her of the wealthy men from the far north.
grandmother’s lap listening to one of Now they were staying somewhere in
the tales. She loved her grandmother’s the city, where there were lights. Since
stories, every single one of them, from then, the girl had only seen her mother
the fairy tale unicorns to the legend of once in a while. The girl always believed
the mystery. Some were the ones she that she was not loved by her mother,
had heard about many times before, but but she loved her mother anyway.
she never got bored of them. Every As her grandmother was reading
night before bed, grandma would read her one of the bedtime stories, some
to her and put her to sleep. And she questions popped up in her head.
knew she loved her grandmother very “Grandma, I miss mum. Why
much. doesn’t she come home?” asked the