LeylaMyTama
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The little girl rubbed her eyes, but she failed to stop crying. She hoped it had been a dream, but the car crash had been real, and her parents were really dead. She didn’t want to cry in front of her older sister, so she picked up Tonka, her Tamagotchi, who was lying on the ground. She ran from the room. “Come on, Tonka. It’s time to go see Rita.” She swung open her window and thrust herself onto a tall tree branch.
When she got to the abandoned theater in downtown England, she knocked on a big iron door in the back. “Rita?” There was some scuffling around inside, and then a noise, like a door unlocking. The big metal door swung open. “Oh, child! You had me scared! I thought you were the super, coming to haul me away!” An old lady in a dirty apron pulled her into the room. “Oh Rita! It’s horrible! My parents are dead!”
When the light was turned on inside, you could see that Rita was an Indian. She wore beads in her braided hair, and she had dark skin and matching dark eyes. “I know, Symphony. The Spirits told me. They also told me that you haven’t fed good old Tonka today, either.” “Oh, I didn’t realize!” She pulled the whimpering toy from her pocket. “I’m sorry Tonka!” She pressed a button and crunching noises came from the pocket-sized friend. “There. Thank you for reminding me. I don’t know why, but I just love these things.” She kissed the screen and put it back in her pocket.
“I’m sorry, child. I didn’t want your parents to die. I begged them and begged them…I begged for weeks. The spirits tried, but they could not spare your parents’ life.” As soon as these words came out of Rita’s mouth, she drew her hand to it. “You knew? Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you were my friend!” Symphony glared at Rita, and ran out the door.
The week, Symphony came to school. She wasn’t herself, but she was trying to be. “Hey! Symphony!” A boy was running down the hallway towards her. “Hey, Thomas.” She smiled at him. “What’s your rush?” “I have the best news! My Tamagotchi is in LOVE with Tonka!” He was practically screaming in her ear, but Symphony didn’t notice. “Oh my! Are you kidding? Oh my goodness, Thomas! We can finally create the next generation! We’ll never have to see the matchmaker!” They hugged and people began to stare at them. After all, if you were in High School, it wasn’t very normal for a boy and girl pair to be hugging if they weren’t an item. “Oh, buzz off.” Symphony said to them all.
Later, Thomas and Symphony were playing basketball in her front yard. “So…” Thomas said, as he threw the ball. It bounced off the backboard and landed in the net with a swish. “When are we going to be able to connect? I can’t this weekend. I have to stay at my cousins’ house. They have all the Tamagotchi characters. We could learn so much from them. Don’t worry, I’m going to take notes.” Thomas looked over at Symphony and said, “Is something wrong, Symph? You seem really out of it.” Thomas picked up the ball and started dribbling. “Thomas, my parents are dead.” She wondered if she had made the right choice, getting it out right away. Thomas dropped the ball and let it sink in. “I’m so sorry, Symph.” He said in a weak voice. “Ah, I’m okay, it was about a week ago. That’s why I wasn’t in school.” She picked up the ball and threw it hard at the backboard. She missed and it hit the rim and came back to her. “I just thought I’d tell you now. I really don’t want to talk about it, so just don’t bring it up at all. And you better not tell anyone or I’ll let the whole school know the story about the diaper rash in the second grade. Okay?” She held the ball and looked at him. “Okay, okay. I won’t say a word. Honest.” He put his hand over his heart and pretended to wipe a tear away.
“Now…we have to get it together fast. My little Tonka is almost ten ‘years’ old.” She looked at him as she passed the ball. “Okay. How’s this Wednesday?” He passed the ball back to her. “Sounds great. Oh, and Thomas?” “Yeah?” She smiled. “I still have Tonka. I’ll be okay.”
When she got to the abandoned theater in downtown England, she knocked on a big iron door in the back. “Rita?” There was some scuffling around inside, and then a noise, like a door unlocking. The big metal door swung open. “Oh, child! You had me scared! I thought you were the super, coming to haul me away!” An old lady in a dirty apron pulled her into the room. “Oh Rita! It’s horrible! My parents are dead!”
When the light was turned on inside, you could see that Rita was an Indian. She wore beads in her braided hair, and she had dark skin and matching dark eyes. “I know, Symphony. The Spirits told me. They also told me that you haven’t fed good old Tonka today, either.” “Oh, I didn’t realize!” She pulled the whimpering toy from her pocket. “I’m sorry Tonka!” She pressed a button and crunching noises came from the pocket-sized friend. “There. Thank you for reminding me. I don’t know why, but I just love these things.” She kissed the screen and put it back in her pocket.
“I’m sorry, child. I didn’t want your parents to die. I begged them and begged them…I begged for weeks. The spirits tried, but they could not spare your parents’ life.” As soon as these words came out of Rita’s mouth, she drew her hand to it. “You knew? Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you were my friend!” Symphony glared at Rita, and ran out the door.
The week, Symphony came to school. She wasn’t herself, but she was trying to be. “Hey! Symphony!” A boy was running down the hallway towards her. “Hey, Thomas.” She smiled at him. “What’s your rush?” “I have the best news! My Tamagotchi is in LOVE with Tonka!” He was practically screaming in her ear, but Symphony didn’t notice. “Oh my! Are you kidding? Oh my goodness, Thomas! We can finally create the next generation! We’ll never have to see the matchmaker!” They hugged and people began to stare at them. After all, if you were in High School, it wasn’t very normal for a boy and girl pair to be hugging if they weren’t an item. “Oh, buzz off.” Symphony said to them all.
Later, Thomas and Symphony were playing basketball in her front yard. “So…” Thomas said, as he threw the ball. It bounced off the backboard and landed in the net with a swish. “When are we going to be able to connect? I can’t this weekend. I have to stay at my cousins’ house. They have all the Tamagotchi characters. We could learn so much from them. Don’t worry, I’m going to take notes.” Thomas looked over at Symphony and said, “Is something wrong, Symph? You seem really out of it.” Thomas picked up the ball and started dribbling. “Thomas, my parents are dead.” She wondered if she had made the right choice, getting it out right away. Thomas dropped the ball and let it sink in. “I’m so sorry, Symph.” He said in a weak voice. “Ah, I’m okay, it was about a week ago. That’s why I wasn’t in school.” She picked up the ball and threw it hard at the backboard. She missed and it hit the rim and came back to her. “I just thought I’d tell you now. I really don’t want to talk about it, so just don’t bring it up at all. And you better not tell anyone or I’ll let the whole school know the story about the diaper rash in the second grade. Okay?” She held the ball and looked at him. “Okay, okay. I won’t say a word. Honest.” He put his hand over his heart and pretended to wipe a tear away.
“Now…we have to get it together fast. My little Tonka is almost ten ‘years’ old.” She looked at him as she passed the ball. “Okay. How’s this Wednesday?” He passed the ball back to her. “Sounds great. Oh, and Thomas?” “Yeah?” She smiled. “I still have Tonka. I’ll be okay.”
