Bloom

Hello again. This is little one-shot which i wrote. Sorry about grammar. Italics in this story are kind of narrator's speaking یا something... This one-shot is my version about graduation clip from Winx Club and the secret of the lost kingdom. Hope آپ enjoy.

Bloom's Speech [*One-Shot*]

It was a sunny summer day. The sun was shining, weather was warm, and the birds were singing. All of Alfea was decorated, because today six students of Alfea would graduate, and they would never come back...

*After the ceremony, Bloom POV*

We were celebrating our graduation in our apartment. Everyone had a great...

She was only a child when it all came unhinged. She slept with a nightlight, it kept out the fear. It kept out the sorrow.

It kept out her mother.

The woman would sit in the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ staring her daughter down. Eyes baring into the little girl's back.

Icy didn't do anything wrong really. But her mom always found something.
And when that something was found, it was followed سے طرف کی a slap یا a kick and a barrage of drink-slurred insults.

Icy had long since learned not to beg nor cry. Neither helped much. If anything it just made her mother madder.

And so she continued to play with the beaten rag-doll...

The Princess Bride

It’s probably my biggest day. I am scared...or excited? I don’t know, I just can’t explain. Am I ready? I am little confused but I shouldn’t right? I know آپ might be thinking what exactly I am speaking. I guess I can explain that in a better way.

“Why haven’t آپ worn your dress yet?” Mom asked

“I think...I am not sure if I should wear it Mommy, it looks little dull” I replied anxiously.
“Dull? Oh! آپ have selected this dress haven’t you? And now you’re complaining? I don’t want any kind of drama Flora. آپ need to be ready right now and if you...

"Well, then, I guess that's the best we can do for now without addressing Faragonda's assistance," Tecna sighed as she closed the spell book that she had found on the shelves of the Iris library. So far, they, well, she, had spent extensive time trying to break the Echo's curse, that had been successfully bestowed upon Caelestis.
Stella groaned. "Tecna," she whined. "English, please!"
Tecna scowled back at her. "That's all I can do for now without getting help from Faragonda," she کہا through gritted teeth.
Caelestis had gone from creepy smiling to blank silence. Her eyes were empty, like she...

It was Darcy's idea, she had to drag Icy out of the house kicking and screaming, in a figurative sense that is. Alright, maybe the screaming part was مزید literal. But none the less Icy found herself sitting in a small room holding her baby.

The room had an aura of calmness to it, which put Icy on edge. Nothing was ever this serene. In the corner sat a potted plant of sorts, اگلے to it a small fireplace. What kind of shrink had an office with a fireplace? Before her rested an oak-wood desk. And behind the ڈیسک sat an elderly woman.

"She's a beautiful baby آپ know?" The shrink remarked.

Icy...