Once upon a time, there was a little girl on a hill. She lives alone in a very large house; her mummy and daddy were gone. Being the only person in that really big house, she wished there were people she could talk to, so she wouldn't be so lonely. She wished it on a really shiny star that night. But there was a huge storm, the wing howl on her door and windows, as though trying to get in.

The little girl was scared, than she remembered what her mummy said. "Lit a fire, when the fire is burning think of something that would cheer you up, and it will come true."

The little girl, reached into her side drawer and pulled out a matchbox, she held the small box in her palms..."mummy will this really make my wish come true? Mummy i am so lonely, and it's so cold, where are you?"

Gingerly, she took a single matchstick and lit it, she watched the flickering tiny flame in her hands, and "it is so pretty, flickering like that. It makes me dreamy, mummy" she thought about her daddy who always carried her in his strong arms and hug her when she was upset

"Mummy, daddy I want to see you again"

The wind wailed loudly, the walls creaked and shook, the rain was coming in, she could feel tiny rain drops trickle down her forehead. But it doesn't matter, The little girl thought to herself, it was already three in the morning, she is getting sleepy...without hesitating, she lay down, with her fingers that was holding the still burning match over the edge of the bed, she watched as the roof made sounds

Like there were soldiers scrapping their swords together, that ear piercing sound, the little girl closed her eyes and listened her surroundings. She relaxed her whole body, maybe it was time for a good sleep

Her surroundings was getting warmer and warmer, like how mummy had described what it would be like if she made her wish

"Mummy, i want to be in your arms again"

She did not feel cold anymore, it was really warm and she could see shades of orange overwhelming her, her favorite colour. Then she saw this white and bright light, it was beckoning her to come towards it, and under the light was two tall figures

"Welcome home, darling, you have come" said the shorter of the shadowed figures

Mummy? the little girl whispered, her hands reached for its shadow, it was warm, just like those times.

"Daddy? is that you too? She asked while holding on to the shadowed figure.

"yes baby girl, it's me, welcome home" the taller shadow scooped down and hugged the little girl tightly, the familiar sound, and this hug; she thought silently, it can't be wrong. Her eyes burned as two lines of happiness flow down her checks…

"Let us go together now" her mummy said, the little girl could see her smiling widely in her direction. They began to walk towards the light; slowly the three shadows were further and further away until there was no more.

The fire fighters rush into the burning large burning house, its walls are crumbling, and the floors were so unstable, they dodged and scatter as the objects from the upper floors showered down painfully.

They were at the supposed living room when a voice echoed the whole room, and into the ears of the crew

"I found her and this"

The leader fire fighter, carried a small bundle cuddled in his arms into the room where the team was,

In the arms, was a severely burnt little girl and in her tiny hands a burned out matchstick...