11/13/01
Ivy Lea Sew
Dream Weaver

______There wasn’t much Margot looked forward to in the small town she lived in. Actually, there wasn’t anything to look forward to at all. The town of Winter Dale was as dull as it is dictionary description, and very well was as dull as a dictionary. Every day was the same for almost every one, same old routine, the same old holidays. Holidays were very rare for the reason that for a holiday to be enjoyable meant to do something out of the ordinary, which meant change. The whole town was deathly afraid of change and anything that was close to the word change. Meaning if you were different from any one else, you would be the town freak. The children all went to the same schools for there were only two. Winter Dale high, and Winter Dale elementary was the dullest schools on this earth. The rooms were all a dark brown with nothing on them at all (there was no art class) and with the same ugly desks. There was one huge black board and the same worn out desk in which the same old fart of a teacher sat. If anything as much as a crayon was found at all kids would swarm to it in hope of doing their work in something else than just a dull old pencil. The children were brain washed and all color on their faces was gone from living in a town wear the color of all the houses is gray and nothing else.

____Margot was very unlucky to be living in Winter Dale orphanage, which consisted of only 3 children. Margot was the only girl and so she got her own room. The two other boys were brothers and shared a room. Their rooms were all the same gray and the same white bed with the same old rats that came to visit at night. Living in the orphanage was even worst than living in the town itself. For fact it was so dull and so boring that when she was able to talk with the other boys she would do it for as long as she could. For they both came from out of town and knew what it was like in the outside world.

_____They would tell her story’s about the shops of other towns, how there are so many people there. What it’s like to go to a nightclub and how the schools had art and music classes. When they do get out of Winter Dale they would take her with them as the younger 13-year-old sister. But, what Margot loved to here about the most were the Dream Weavers.

____The Dream Weavers were a group of people who traveled from town to town once every year to dance and sing and have this huge wild party with all that came. They then would disappear for a whole year and wouldn’t come out until a New Year started. They were called witches and all sorts of names but the one they went by the most was just weird. No one knew why they did what they did, or why they danced only once a year and then went into hiding. The only thing people did know is that they knew magic! They knew there magic, and it wasn’t magic tricks, oh no, it was the real thing. That was probably the reason they went into hiding every year. It was because they knew the craft of spell work.

_____The two boys Pat and Dean were both 15 both had sandy colored hair with deep gray eyes. Dean was very strong and buff for his age wile Pat was tall and thin. Somehow both the boys were related to the Dream. They would tell her about how their mother could not take them in until they were at the weaving year. That year would be when they would be found and would be taught the craft. The three of them would wish and think about what it would be like if something out of the ordinary occurs. That brings be to the beginning of our story when their wish comes true.

_____Margot and the tree boys had gone down stairs for breakfast on a dull gray Saturday morning when something different happened they had walked into the kitchen and it was empty. Usually there would be the town custodian or Mrs.Shults but no one was there. The three children stood the still sleepy but most of all confused. Pat turned to look at the other two to see that they had the same bewildered expression. The last time this had happened there had been a huge earthquake that night and all the towns’ folk had forgotten about them. Looking for any one at all they all then walked into the other room to find Mrs. Shults at the door talking to someone in a stern voice and quickly shutting the door at the sound of feet behind her. Mrs. Shults turned to the three of them, her stony face quickly turned into a bright smile.
"Hello my darlings, hope you slept good last night. Now lets go get some food and we will be off to the market." She swept past them into the kitchen. They all turned to fallow her except Margot, she went to the window just in time to see a person in a black robe disappear around the street corner. This was very unusual for any one to be warring all black, but even stranger a black robe. Margot decided to eat first and talk to Pat and Dean later. She walked into the kitchen to see Pat and Dean already at the table eating eggs and toast, and Mrs.Shults cooking at the stove. She sluggishly sat down at the table and looked around the room; still very sleepy she looked to Mrs.Shults and asked. "Who was that at the door?" Mrs.Shults stopped her cooking and paused without turning to look at her she spoke.
"Oh um . . . no one she was . . . I mean a sales man I wasn’t interested so I sent him away." She continued her cooking. Pat and Dean looked at each other with mystified looks on their faces. Dean turned around in his chare and asked. "What was he selling?" Mrs.Shults turned around. "What does it matter? I sent him away now drop the subject who care who she. . . I mean he was?" Mrs.Shults snapped. Dean was about to ask another question but stopped him self. Mrs.Shults sat down and began to eat her food. Margot thought about how Mrs.Shults had reacted to their questions. She then made a mistake by asking another.
"Did you know why she was warring a black robe." Mrs.Shults dropped her fork stood up and slapped Margot across the face.
"I said drop it!" Mrs.Shults yelled, she then grabbed Margot by the collar of her shirt, pulled her up stairs into her room and locked the door.

Mrs.Sults left with Pat and Dean to the market at ten past twelve, little did they know that a person was watching them leave, leaving Margot alone in the empty house.