The Easter Egg
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Rishita Kapur, Grade 4, Robert Townson Public School -
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Short Story
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2018
Excellence Award in the 'Horizon of Dreams 2018' competition
It just before Easter and all the children were talking excitedly about the Easter weekend. The supermarket shelves blinded my eyes with my colleague’s vibrant colours. The Easter eggs were wrapped in colourful and glittery wrappers.
I lived in this dull spot of Coles. It was a mansion to me but my life wasn`t great. I just wished I was a golden glittery Lindt Easter egg. I would be in all the spotlight and I would get picked in one second. When families came to shop for Easter, I was their last option if nothing was available. Then only I was chosen. I felt very gloomy and miserable when my fellow mates are chosen, not me.
My heart desired for a simple glance from a customer, to stop the hole in my heart from growing any bigger. Suddenly, a small, energetic, little girl came racing towards me.
“Yes!” This was my ticket to my way out. My heart started pumping as fast and as loud as a set of drums being played. But as usual, it wasn’t me. My heart drowned as they were placed in the trolley while I was shoved at the back of my shelf.
Nobody knows who I am, they all think I am a plain broken Oreo Easter egg, but what they don’t know is that I am deliciously creamy on the inside and crushed Oreo crumbs on the outside, which is exactly how my heart felt. Nobody will never know how tasty I am.
Easter is tomorrow, the shops close. The time is 8pm. The shops close at 9pm. Oh on! It is now or never I thought to myself or I will have to go to the deepest, darkest and most dreadful place in the whole world: ‘the bin!’
Soon a loud sound appeared in the supermarket like the sound of birds chirping. It was a family looking for last minute specials. Time 8:55pm. All the Easter eggs were half price. They came towards me. My heart was beating as fast as a race car. I shut my eyes and I counted 1… 2…3. I was saved! I was not in that dreadful place, I was at the checkout. It felt like one-hundred bricks were lifted off my shoulders. This was surely the best day of my life.