Chapter 3: The Music Box
Rose looked out her window at the already bustling marketplace from her bed. *Why wont Poppa let me go outside? I don't like when he stops me from getting what I want.* Rose climbed out of bed and got changed into her favorite dress, given to her by her Aunt and Uncle. It was a beautiful purple, made out of only the best materials money could buy. She ran out into the hall, through the study, and right into the kitchen. "Poppa! I'm up! What's for breakfast?" Rose sat down at the table and waited for her food. *It had better be something good.* Her father came into the room carrying two plates filled to the top with scrambled eggs, pancakes, and buns.
"Hello Rose. And how are you today?" Her father took his place at the table and started to eat his scrambled eggs.
"Im doing alright. But, I could be doing better if I can go outside today. You've kept me cooped up inside all week, and for my whole life you havent let me go farther than the garden! I want more than that Poppa! I want to go exploring in the woods and fields!" Rose slammed her fist down against the table, "I want out NOW!"
"Rose, we have gone over this. I told you, you shall not be allowed farther than our garden. I hate to deprive you of things, but this is good for you! You can't explore! It's not normal for you to want adventures! You are acting like that Bilbo Baggins! You know what happened to him don't you? He is a bit messed up in the head, and look at what he does! He dreams of adventures!"
"I don't care what YOU want Poppa! This is all about what I want! AND I WANT TO GO OUTSIDE!" Rose got up and stamped away from the table, leaving her half-eaten pancakes, scrambled eggs, and untouched buns. She ran into her room, colapsed on the bed, and began to cry. *Why wont Poppa let me do anything fun?* Rose sat up and once again looked down on the bustling martketplace through her window. *It's like an anthill, with all the ants working together. All ants but one.* Rose threw her pillow across the room in disgust. It landed on her old music box. It always soothed her when she listened to its gentle music. She walked over to it and opened it up. The sweet sound poured over her ears like water runs over rocks at the bottom of a stream. She brought it over to the window and stared at the marketplace once again. *If only I could just go out there and see what it was like.* An idea started to form in Rose's head. *If I sneak out, stay gone for one night, and come back, Poppa will never notice. I can have some fun in one night. It will be harmless* Rose got up from her bed, reached under it, and drew out an old suitcase. She looked around the room. *I'd better take my second-favorite dress, since I'm already wearing this one.* She threw the dress into her bag. *And I'll need my music box.* She put her music box down in the bag and made sure that the dress would protect it if she dropped the suitcase. *And I think that's about it.* She looked in the suitcase. *There's not much in here. I can probably fit it into my old leather backpack.* Rose walked over to the wardrobe in the corner of her room and pulled out an old leather sack that barely looked fitting enough for even a backpack. It might have been mistaken for a purse or handbag. Rose quicklystuffed the dress and the music box in the bag. It barely fit. *All for the better. I don't want to carry around a huge suitcase* Rose hid the bag in the suitcase and hid it under the bed. Now all she had to do was wait until night fell.
There it is! I hope you like it. I know how it feels like to wait for a new chapter, so I have already started on the 4th. Please review!
Rose looked out her window at the already bustling marketplace from her bed. *Why wont Poppa let me go outside? I don't like when he stops me from getting what I want.* Rose climbed out of bed and got changed into her favorite dress, given to her by her Aunt and Uncle. It was a beautiful purple, made out of only the best materials money could buy. She ran out into the hall, through the study, and right into the kitchen. "Poppa! I'm up! What's for breakfast?" Rose sat down at the table and waited for her food. *It had better be something good.* Her father came into the room carrying two plates filled to the top with scrambled eggs, pancakes, and buns.
"Hello Rose. And how are you today?" Her father took his place at the table and started to eat his scrambled eggs.
"Im doing alright. But, I could be doing better if I can go outside today. You've kept me cooped up inside all week, and for my whole life you havent let me go farther than the garden! I want more than that Poppa! I want to go exploring in the woods and fields!" Rose slammed her fist down against the table, "I want out NOW!"
"Rose, we have gone over this. I told you, you shall not be allowed farther than our garden. I hate to deprive you of things, but this is good for you! You can't explore! It's not normal for you to want adventures! You are acting like that Bilbo Baggins! You know what happened to him don't you? He is a bit messed up in the head, and look at what he does! He dreams of adventures!"
"I don't care what YOU want Poppa! This is all about what I want! AND I WANT TO GO OUTSIDE!" Rose got up and stamped away from the table, leaving her half-eaten pancakes, scrambled eggs, and untouched buns. She ran into her room, colapsed on the bed, and began to cry. *Why wont Poppa let me do anything fun?* Rose sat up and once again looked down on the bustling martketplace through her window. *It's like an anthill, with all the ants working together. All ants but one.* Rose threw her pillow across the room in disgust. It landed on her old music box. It always soothed her when she listened to its gentle music. She walked over to it and opened it up. The sweet sound poured over her ears like water runs over rocks at the bottom of a stream. She brought it over to the window and stared at the marketplace once again. *If only I could just go out there and see what it was like.* An idea started to form in Rose's head. *If I sneak out, stay gone for one night, and come back, Poppa will never notice. I can have some fun in one night. It will be harmless* Rose got up from her bed, reached under it, and drew out an old suitcase. She looked around the room. *I'd better take my second-favorite dress, since I'm already wearing this one.* She threw the dress into her bag. *And I'll need my music box.* She put her music box down in the bag and made sure that the dress would protect it if she dropped the suitcase. *And I think that's about it.* She looked in the suitcase. *There's not much in here. I can probably fit it into my old leather backpack.* Rose walked over to the wardrobe in the corner of her room and pulled out an old leather sack that barely looked fitting enough for even a backpack. It might have been mistaken for a purse or handbag. Rose quicklystuffed the dress and the music box in the bag. It barely fit. *All for the better. I don't want to carry around a huge suitcase* Rose hid the bag in the suitcase and hid it under the bed. Now all she had to do was wait until night fell.
There it is! I hope you like it. I know how it feels like to wait for a new chapter, so I have already started on the 4th. Please review!
