Let's Help! -CWWC Story 5

Here is my 5th entry for CWWC! I used 5 prompts in this story. Here you go! I hope ya'll enjoy!

There is a door, a passageway to another world, another dimension. Not many return if they stray past that border, and what lies beyond is unknown. Some say it’s death, others say it’s paradise. It is a mystery to all. All, until now.

Three Polish sisters, Lilly, Jill, and Joanne Ciak, sat on the stairs in the small vacant house they had discovered while playing in the woods near their school. Sometimes it was a fort. Sometimes it was a castle. It was a world of imagination for the three girls. They perched in their fort, with long-sleeved dresses and galoshes. 

They waited. They were waiting for an idea. An idea that would help Poland. 

Germany had just invaded their country, and the young girls decided they wanted to serve it. They had seen a few of the older boys working together to collect aluminum for their troops, but the sisters had no clue what they could do to help! So they sat, and waited for an idea to come. 

After a while, they got discouraged and headed home. It was nearly dinnertime now, so they had to hurry. They grabbed the lantern and exited the small house of imagination, and ran towards reality. They dashed past a familiar post where their little hands had carved into its wood, “HERE BE FAERIES.” They had created this sign before the war, before they knew hardship.

They continued on passing their school. They ran along the railroad track. Joanne passed the old graveyard, with her sisters right behind. They dashed on, and soon arrived safe at home. Their father and mother were at the door, watching for their girls. The family embraced as they entered their warm and safe home.

After school was over the next day, Joanne stayed behind sitting at her desk. She tried to think with no one else around. She stared at the map of Poland and tried to think up an idea. After a couple of minutes, she got up, grabbed her books, and headed out the door.

Joanne met her sisters on the road and they headed, holding hands, towards their fortress. When they arrived, a surprise met them. The fort had collapsed upon itself. The hours of fun had finally worn out the old fort. The roof had collapsed, and only a few boards and the door remained. Jill yelped, and Lilly gasped. Their fun, their world, had been destroyed. Joanne went up to the door, and tried to enter. The door opened. As soon as they opened it, more boards collapsed. They shut it again. Joanne pulled out her knife and looked at each of her sisters. She then carved, 

“This world’s not safe anymore, do not enter.”

“Ok girls, we can’t come here anymore. We’ll get hurt if we do.” Joanne nodded towards her younger sisters. They solemnly nodded in reply. 

“It’s chilly out here!” Jill shivered.

“Yea, a nice warm blanket sounds…” Lilly started. An idea suddenly popped into her thoughts. “Blankets! That’s how we can help!”


“What’d ya mean blankets?” Jill asked.

“Well, I am sure it’s cold where the soldiers are, and they don’t have blankets on the battlefront…”


“Of course! We can make the blankets for them!” Joanne finished for her. 

The sisters darted away towards their house away from their imaginary world, and again into the real one. This time, with a plan. 

They went into the dining room and started creating posters. On the papers, they wrote,

“Help our Soldiers! Come on Saturday to 121 W Jasmine street to make blankets for our troops! Bring your own yarn and needles. Refreshments provided!”

 The next afternoon they posted their signs all over the neighborhood. They had a great turn-out that Saturday. They continued to host the event every Saturday for 1 year. They sent off every blanket they made. In all they sent out 247 blankets for the Polish troops. 

The Ciak sisters discovered a wondrous thing that day. They discovered passion. Passion is like a door, a passageway to another dimension, another world. They had a passion for helping, and help they did. 

-The end



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