Autumn--The Mysterious Matroshyka Doll (an edited piece originally written in the sixth grade)

The Mysterious Matroshyka Doll

 January 17^th, 1945

        Pskov, Russia   

                        Snow falling, chills blowing, and a bright adventurous girl thinking as she discovers her surroundings a bit more close. Nadia, a very smart 10 year old girl, who lived in a cottage with her mother, father, and her best friend Natalia. Natalia, a young orphaned girl was taken in by Nadia’s family after her parents had passed away, and instantly Nadia and Natalia built a relationship like no other. They had many things in common, accept Natalia was more oblivious to things rather than Nadia was. They lived in a peaceful neighborhood on Kashubba Lane. Next door to Nadia’s home was a petite house with unique attributes. Nadia’s mother had once told her that it belonged to Mrs. Nachbezzer, a woman of class, had extensive knowledge about many subjects, owned fine treasures, trinkets, and many matroshyka dolls but very odd. One early morning Natalia and Nadia decided to take a visit to Mrs.Nachbezzer’s home for them to see what she was all about.

    “Natalia, Natalia wake up wake up”, Nadia said awakened. Five a.m. and Natalia is out of it. “What must I get up for”, said Natalia. “To discover Mrs. Nachbezzer treasures and collect some of her fine items” Nadia said. Alright let’s go.  As they got up in their pajamas they ran out in the blizzard storm and knocked on Mrs. Nachbezzer’s door.   “Oh well girls what brings you here this fine early morning”, Mrs. Nachbezzer said. “Oh well we just wanted to see your intricate home and discover what you must have in it”, they both said curious. “Oh girls you must, as a matter of fact come in, and if you don’t mind help me organize all my clutter, will you?  “As I attend my therapy session this morning”, Mrs.Nacbezzer said joyfully. “Sure no problem, Natalia and I will take care of it”, said Nadia. “Must do Girls I will be back at 3 this afternoon”, said Mrs.Nacbezzer. As soon as Nachbezzer left they made their entrance in the house, and discover piles and piles of clutter everywhere.  As Nadia begins cleaning, Natalia makes her way down to the basement where she finds a box full of stuff. Natalia makes her way back up the stairs to share her findings with Nadia. They go thru the box and come across a pile of dolls, but at the bottom was a very unique doll very small in size. Nadia and Natalia looked at the bottom of the doll and it said, “Matroshyka doll” Made in Russia, curious to what a Matroshkya doll was, they found a dictionary in this awkward pile, and looked up the definition of Matroshkya, and it states each of a set of brightly painted hollow wooden dolls of varying sizes, designed to nest inside one another. They decided to continue their work later and take the doll home to find out more information. As they enter their house they hear something speaking in their native language. It seemed as if it was speaking like time was literally winding up. Disturbed by it, Nadia and Natalia made their way back to Mrs.Nachbezzar house realizing that she would return home in an hour. They continued to get back to work. Natalia going through a stack of papers finding an interesting piece. “NADIA, NADIA”, said Natalia I found a certificate of death. Natalia and Nadia were both in awe. They read the piece together and it said….

Opal Nachbezzer

May 14^th, 1838-Januray 17^th 1918 

Thinking to themselves Mrs. Nachbezzer could be a ghost. As they discovered many other things Nadia and Natalia found that she was buried in the basement of her home with the matroshkya doll and each year as her date of death comes by she makes her way to therapy. For what reason they have no clue why? All they knew is that when she came home they asked her how her day was, she disappeared and so did the matorshyka doll

TO BE CONTINUED…..