If there's anything she would wish for? She would wish for her sick mother to get up from that hospital bed. It's been five months Crystal's mother has been diagnosed with stomach cancer. The doctor told her to hope for a miracle. The 12 year old girl had nothing else to do than to home and pray for a miracle. She misses home and everything else. Crystal would cry silently while her mother lies unconscious.
The air was crisp and cold, with a light dusting of snowflakes swirling around, giving the atmosphere a magical feeling. As Crystal gaze outside the hospital window, it brought back a memory she had with her family.
It's late in the night, dad was busy with his study in library, mum was busy in the kitchen. Crystal could smell caramel popcorn from the sitting room. She squealed in excitement as she ran to the kitchen to get a taste of it.
"Hmm.... delicious"
"Crystal, be careful. It's still hot." Her mother snapped.
"Mummy, you know, it's tasting like that popcorn at the cinema."
"How do you know that?
"I see it in the movies."
"Do you want to go to the cinema?
"Yes! But...."
"What?
"It would be nice to go with dad but he only comes back home every Sundays."
"You know your dad works outside the town."
"Yeah..."
"Let's do this then." Crystal's face light up as soon as her mom said that."
"Christmas! Your dad is always at home during Christmas. Let's go then."
"Mummy, but that's still far."
"C'mom babe, let's do everything together during Christmas."
"Is that a promise?
"Of course, my girl.
It's Christmas Eve and it seems the promise might not be fulfilled. At that moment, the fear of loosing her mother gripped her. She wants to see her mother wake up and talk to her.
"Have you heard of the snowman?
A voice came to her from behind. It's an old woman who was on the bed next to theirs.
"Snow man??
"The snow man grants wishes." She whispered. Crystal thought about the old woman's words until she fell asleep.
She suddenly found herself in her neighborhood. Snowflakes gently fell onto the quiet town. Twinkling lights adorned the shops and homes, while the sweet scent of hot chocolate and roasting chestnuts wafted through the air. Crystal was able to see the majestic Christmas tree stood tall a far with its star shining brightly.
The snowman stood with a bright red scarf wrapped around his neck. On top of his head, a sleek black top hat sat. A carrot nose protruded jauntily from his face, and a broom leaned casually against his side.
"Snow man?
"Yes. I'm the snow man. I'm back here." He smiles with his face widened with a smile.
"Is it true, you grant wishes?
"Yes, but there's condition to that."
"You have to wish for just one thing you want desperately?
"Yes. My mum is sick, I want her to wake up."
"Your mum? You don't want my special Christmas present?
"I want to see my mum." Crystal cries.
"Okay then."
"Take this." He handed her a red gift box.
"But..."
"Shh...it's secret."
"Crystal! A cold hand shook her gently.
"Mummy! Crystal woke up to see her mother awake. She hugs her mother happily.
A red box sits on the desk next to her. Her mom told her a delivery man brought it from Dad. It's really a miracle on Christmas day.
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STOPThis is a lovely story, rich in nostalgia and offering a Christmas miracle. The mood in this piece is pronounced. Nice job doing that, @royaldiadem. We do have a couple of suggestions that would improve your writing in the future.
In many instances you do not close a comment with a quotation mark. Each comment needs to be preceded by and followed by quotation marks. Without these, it's difficult for the reader to follow who is talking.
Also, in the story you use the word 'loosing', when in fact you seem to mean 'losing'. If you look up the two words they have very different meanings.
Thank you for sharing this Christmas 'gift' story with us.
Thank you so much. All correction are duly noted down.