A Modern Fairy-tale. (Современная Сказка)

                      Modern fairy-tale

   Written by Zubritskaya Sofiya, 7-th form, Lyceum № 35    

                        The town of Rzhev

It was a dull, autumn day of late November when winter with its cold and dreary mornings knocked on the door of our house. The sky was grey and it was sleeting. I was in the sitting room reading some books for my Literature class. From my place in the comfortable armchair I could see rare passers-by hurrying to their homes. My parents were out visiting relatives. I had been reading for an hour when suddenly I heard a strange noise. It could be my pet Pushok that liked to play with its toy mice. I came to the door of my bedroom and could hardly believe my ears. It looked like Sodom and Gomorrah.

  I could watch all the pieces of the furniture and devices quarrelling and shouting. ‘’I am the most important thing in the house and you are good for nothing,” claimed the Computer. The Bookcase was taken aback. “You can’t be such a thing! You’re the youngest one among us. We’ve lived here for a long time. It’s you who came recently.” “Nonsense”, said the Computer and began to boast. “I can manage everything-play and record music, show films, do sums, search and store a lot of  information…”There was a dead silence for a few seconds in the room .I wasn’t sure if I  should come in or not. The Mp3-player started to stammer and the Bookcase closed its doors with a sharp noise. The Sofa squeaked and the Rocking chair fell to its side. All of them were full of anger, disgust and outrage. Then the Wardrobe told everyone to stop shouting. “I can’t help agreeing with Mr. Computer. He can perform loads of functions in no time, in which we’re absolutely useless. “He paused for some time. A cold wind was howling behind the window, the screen of the TV set was flashing as if transmitting SOS-SOS-SOS. The Wardrobe continued:”I wonder if you are…”

 I woke up at that very moment and rushed into my bedroom. Here they are my friends:  the Bookcase full of my favourite  books , Colour pencils, which I like to draw with , the old MP3-player with my best discs. I looked around and finished my fairy- tale. Could you guess how?