Isabella's Diary Story 6 part 1of 3 (France)

this is not finished... “Miracle” on The Streets Isabella's Diary story 8 Part 1 of 3 ( France) Dedicated in memory and Honor of Charles Maurraus Written by Cindy Young & illustrated by Cindy Young Rock “Eee” the King of Russia sold one of his finest mules off the market…. The Rock King of France offered “ Eee” the highest amount of Francs...and both were happy with the deal… Although Russia realized the demour of them… this one was different… and he was reluctant to give him the mule… In the long run it was “ worth” exchange…. From the dusty windows of the old Barn… Miracles the mule from Russia was left at the encouragement of his stable owners voice and farewells….. ….. …….. Rock Eee ( Russia): Thank You, Little Rock ( France) the snow fell on the grounds…. Rock “Eee” was as quiet as the sounds of winter…. His daughter the huney flower princess of Russia…. Asked her father “ Is that your pond?!” And her father turned his head simply nodding … Sunny The “ princess” went outside and ice skated… ….below the frozen pond ...was a bed of Pearls... Instead of Sack of Julia Sharp was considering ( the Pearl).... Was to heavy for the planes… ….war planes circled New York City….with a scepter and orb Painted on the sides of planes…. Yellows and blacks...the Bee's Nest was the army from England's name…. Rock D'on bellowed over his air horn… on the lawn of the White House…. “ Get Lost” … He had enough of this noise… And had a tea cup notify England was to leave… there airspace... Rock D'on would confiscate the Pearl during the sunrise Green Eggs he called it.. the Pearl Luminaries along the edges of the drive wave.... Glowed and was light in the dark night....all over the country for Xmas. like Chinese paper lamps.... Decorating the streets He was prepared... England wanted Sack of Julia’...the Pearl wasn't going to fly . . down the steps Rock D'on waved his arms.. He gave up on that… The Hornett and even the sweat Bees were everywhere…. Rock D'on got on the phone…. And defended America…. ….. meanwhile Cheddar Sharp the Mafia Boss of the Truffle gang committed another crime spree… Mother of Pearl….when Cheddar Sharp was tipped off of Sack of Julia’........ The Pearl basically had a history….. … and led him to the mother of Pearl… …… Asleep…. Little Rock the King of France, came to the USA that year of 2018...with the other Rocks and Sugar Ants, Huney Flower Princesses and Star Princes…. They brought their mules from Russia and there maids from China …. Luggages and treasured jewelry and pearls…… …. Little Rock appeared on D'on s front porch….the noise from the jets helicopter and war planes was too loud… The King of France glanced over his shoulder to his unattended carriage… ..,.his buggy…. Miracles was able to rest…. A hurried frustrating moments similar to proving he could be good enough…. Little Rock….Each step he took before the next on was hopelessy and vainfully trying to obtain his redemption Rock D'on faltered a few steps before reaching out to shake Little Rock s hand.... For them all to aprove.... Rock D'on . Well I guess not now" he mumbled and reached in his pocket for a long things box..... " Put this under your tree" or open it NOW" so Little Rock did.... He grabbed it out of Rock D'on s hand....and inside the box was a Rabbit Foot..... That's all " gave".... …. Little Rock and D left footprints in the winter snow….it didn't seem like Christmas to the few people who was huddeled by a fire outside to keep warm….. some mentally Ill , alcoholics, prostitutes and even old war vets…. They seemed most of them stayed together so they weren't alone…. Kid Rock sang a old Billy Joel song…. “ We Start the Fire” from a pavilion Good Morning America showed to the USA…. That Friday… before the weekend…. The futile attempts, the unspoken torment Henry Robes the Holland suffered…. He had powers they were stolen from other superheroes and villains…. They The soup was enough…. To fill him and warm his stomach... 🍯 huney flowers “ Miss Bunny Steepe from Africa and her monkey Good his Rose Net, Huney Flower Miss Lisa from Bahrain…. Her Pearl hands healed wounds...and her mermaids Tail….from another past reincarnated…. Her Diary of her life…when she left ...was still ready to be set free...tears fell off the pages… and the bindings and paper…. She missed him so much...her pearls in her palms we're one of the most obvious reasons she existed… yin…. And the left palm yang…. She kept for them... from a sunken ship…. Miss Huney Flower Princess Lisa…. “Better Sit Down” They told Word… from Iran…. Sugar Ant SheLovedBa the Queen of Russia…. Is coming to visit you… Seems SheLovedBas father….. from the water …..and didn't finish the rest…. Word s chest hurt… Lost… Word was loyal… Word from Iran… kept a torch lit on the islands where Pearl Duck was exiled to… Pilgrim the Pearl Duck ….flew upside down he wore goggles… Miss Pocahontas and Miss Old West …. The old wives maids…. Left the coast of America… after the meal of cornbread…. With the Indians…. And Captain Rock “I” Word…. Was just beginning to settle down… when the young Huney Flower Princess SheLovedBa was a young woman…. she was from Iran….she loved Captain Rock “I “Word…. In the past…. A 1,000 years ago… perfect… Iran was...no matter good or bad…. No matter anything anymore… when Miss Mayflower was alive… her attempts for friends and family… her attempts for love and her attempts for jobs ...a home… basically desires… they ignored her… and she thought that was a big thing… Reply back at her efforts with a one word syllable...m Miss Mayflower was better dead…. Blame… She felt the blame she felt nothing but a quivering coward joke… The few people was polite she altered her friendliness conversation to a level of hi and moved on with her eyes lowered…. Knowing when she left from a store or passed down the street she took the burdens of there low opinions of for what ever reason they judged she felt it was or must have been true… Miss Mayflower was delirious...Screw’ Em she tried to tell herself… when she made it too England in her coffin….she was penniless… her spirit… … “ Attention !” … Mayflower “ is that what you think?”