The Last Piece of Seaglass
Julie the JubJub was extremely sad as she walked down the
beach. Her head was lowered so that passersby would not see the tears flowing
down her face from her overly large eyes. When a JubJub cries, it is almost impossible
not to notice. She stopped occasionally to look out at the waves, but this did
not help; it only made her bawl some more. She continued walking until she came
upon a small patch of mossy rocks and shells and, to her delight, a shiny piece
of blue seaglass! She picked it up, overjoyed with her discovery. For that moment
she completely forgot why she was crying in the first place. Unfortunately, this
moment did not last long. The real reason she was walking the beach in the first
place, and the reason why she had been crying, came back like a boomerang.
Her father, Joe, was a JubJub janitor. He had
worked at the harbour, keeping the signs shiny and the dock clean. All of Julie's
life he had worked there, and so she had always lived on Mystery Island. The
beach she was walking now, she had been coming to for years. It was not a secret
or secluded beach, but it was not very popular. Julie liked it that way. She
always came here to think or dream, or to just get out of the house for a few
hours. It was her special place, and now she had to leave it behind. Her father
Joe had been fired from his Harbour cleaning position because the manager had
recently bought a new Petpet that did his job for free. Joe had tried as hard
as he could to find another job on Mystery Island, so that his family wouldn't
have to move. Unfortunately, there was no need for janitors on the island, as
most of the inhabitants were JubJubs and being a janitor was all too common
for a JubJub.
Joe had come home from work on the night that
all of this happened to explain. Julie had asked him where they were going to
be moving, hoping that it was Krawk Island or Maraqua. Julie was taking the
news very well up to the point when her father told her just where they were
moving to. As it turned out, there weren't that many jobs available anywhere
in Neopia. Joe had tried again and again to explain to Julie that no matter
how hard he tried, he could just not find a job near the sea. Not on Roo Island
or Kiko lake, and also, and much to Julie's dismay on Krawk Island or Maraqua.
He found no available jobs, and he had to pick the one he thought would be best
for him and Julie. He had explained to Julie that he could have gotten a job
on Kreludor. He could have worked at Café Kreludor, cleaning the floors and
cooking appliances. He had decided against this job, though, as JubJubs were
not huge fans of outer space, and he knew that this change would be for the
worst. There were absolutely no beaches on Kreludor, and there were also no
trees or volleyball or anything else that Julie had enjoyed. There was also
no sun on Kreludor, and this was something he was not sure he could live without,
and he knew that Julie couldn't.
The only other job he had been able to find was
in the Lost Desert. He was to help out the city groundskeeper in Qasala. The
city, after being nothing but a ruin, now prided itself on being a beautiful
city. The groundskeeper had found that he could not keep the city beautiful
all on his own, so he had put an ad out for an assistant. The job had sounded
perfect to Joe, and he would have had to take it anyway. He needed a job to
support himself and Julie, as her mother had passed away when Julie was just
a baby. Joe had always been able to support Julie and himself in a comfortable
lifestyle from his job at the harbour, but he hadn't been able to save much
money, not nearly enough for him to retire early. No, finding another job had
not been an option. It had been a necessity.
Julie had to sit down as she reflected upon all
of this. Her father had been as hopeful as she had to stay on Mystery Island,
but that just hadn't been possible. Julie knew all of this and though she understood
that her father was only thinking of her, she was still frustrated and crestfallen.
The Lost Desert was nothing like Mystery Island. There was no water, which had
always been one of her favourite things in all of Neopia. The trees would be
more or less the same, palm, as both the island and the desert were hot and
tropical. The only thing Julie was happy about was the sun in the desert; it
would shine even brighter there than it did on Mystery Island. She could never
explain her obsession with the sun; she had always been that way. Yes, she
said to herself, the only good thing about this move is the sun. She
gazed down at the piece of seaglass in her palm. She already had quite a collection
from all of her walks along the beach, but this piece was the most beautiful
she had ever seen. It was a vibrant shade of blue, with perfectly smoothed edges.
It had obviously been in the sea a long time.
Sighing to herself, she got up from the rock.
My last piece of sea glass ever, she thought to herself. She was sure
that you could not find seaglass in the Lost Desert. She walked back up the
beach, towards the beach volleyball courts. She lived just past those, though
a little more inland. On the way she stopped in at the Tiki Tack store, and
used her allowance to buy one last souvenir from Mystery Island. A plain wooden
bowl caught her eye. It wasn't fancy, but she bought it anyway.
The next day Julie awoke to find herself in her
new Neohome in Qasala. Her boxes were at the foot of her bed, waiting to be
unpacked. She got up very slowly, as she was still sad, but she also knew that
now the move was final, and nothing would change it. She started unpacking her
boxes, and the first thing she found was the piece of seaglass and the wooden
bowl. She placed these on her windowsill, as a reminder of her last few hours
on Mystery Island. The morning sun was streaming through the glass, and she
looked down to see her last piece of sea glass, glowing even bluer in the brilliant
sun. It was at this moment that she knew she'd like it here in the Lost Desert.
Julie and her father Joe settled comfortably
into their new lives in the Lost Desert. Joe loved his job cleaning the city,
and met lots of people through his work and personality. Julie also adjusted
well, though from time to time she did miss Mystery Island. As long as the sun
was shining through her window onto her last piece of seaglass, she was happy.
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