The girl who couldn’t sleep

This is something I wrote a while ago, but I thought I’d put it up here to apoligise for being boring and quiet as of late. I am working on something to start putting up here – if you’ve not read The Wuzel and the Butterfly, then shame on you. You might find it useful, so go on, have a look.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who couldn’t sleep. One day, when she was walking home, she realised that she was being followed. It was a small creature; part rabbit, part cat. But before she could say anything to it, she was attacked by a dragon.

She stood there, too frightened to move, and just as the dragon was about to gobble her up, the small creature darted out from behind a tree and sunk her small sharp teeth into the dragon’s tail. The dragon roared in pain and went crying home to his mum.

The girl wanted to thank the cabbit, (for that is what the creature was), and so she made dinner for them both. The cabbit asked the girl why she couldn’t sleep and the girl explained that sometimes she couldn’t switch her mind off, but mostly it was because her heart was sad and at night it cried.

The cabbit decided that she wanted to help the girl who couldn’t sleep, so she tried all kinds of things, but nothing worked. Eventually, the cabbit decided on desperate measures and resorted to using a frying pan.

The girl who couldn’t sleep slept that night.

Sleepy time

Advertisements

One thought on “The girl who couldn’t sleep

  1. I’m sorry to hear that the girl was sad at heart and couldn’t sleep at night. I hope she’s feeling better today.

    I know of a rabbit – not a cabbit, but a thoroughbred one-hundred-percent rabbit. Well, the rabbit believed he was a one-hundred-percent pedigree rabbit, but it was rumoured that the rabbit in fact had more than one cat in his ancestral line – on both his mother’s and father’s sides – thus making him at least something of a cabbit. Now I come to think of it, he does bear a striking resemblance to the above portrait of the cabbit, albeit with a rather more masculine demeanour. Anyway, back to the point. This rabbit also had some difficulty sleeping at night and complained that his mind was full of thoughts going round and round and round. So his friend, a small animal whose name escapes me at present (I think he was a mole of some sort), brewed up a concoction of carrot juice mixed with sundry and exotic herbs, spices and sweet condiments. “Here. Drink this special brew!” said the mole to the rabbit. “It’ll do wonders for your state of mind and will certainly help you get off to sleep!” So, despite certain reservations about the appearance of this strange-looking liquid, the rabbit drank the brew and lo and behold drifted slowly and blissfully to sleep. That night he dreamt many beautiful dreams.

    The mole was so pleased with the efficacy of his concoction that he decided to patent it and is now one of the wealthiest moles in the land.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s