Matthew, from My Warm Friend @2018
Matthew is a 5 year old boy who is very imaginative. Because his parents were very overprotective, he grew up as a coward boy. Every night after his parents put him into a bed, he had to fight over with his imaginations, such as tree branch monsters that he could see from his window and his closet was like a gate of hell that monsters can come out anytime to eat him up; sometimes he went to his parents to sleep with him, but most of days, it was even scarier to walk over the dark hallway to their room. But he had his own knight that protects him from the monsters. It was an old bunny doll that his mother gave it to him as a birthday present. One of its ear is torn off and Matthew believes the ear was lost when the bunny was fighting with the monsters while Matthew was in asleep; but a truth is, it was torn off when his mother was cleaning it with the laundry machine. And one windy night, he meets with his new friend whom later Matthew calls ‘Warmie.’
Imaginative
Talkative
Cautious
Coward
Timid
Whining a lot
Like to rely on others
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Warmie from My Warm Friend @2018
Warmie, a flame from Matthew’s oil lamp, is his imagination friend; the flame itself is very small that could barely brighten the surface of a bureau that the lamp is sitting on. One cold and windy night, when Matthew’s bunny doll was not enough for him to endure the fear of the monsters, the tiny flame from his oil lamp started to talk to him. First, Matthew was scared because he was always taught by his parents that fire is dangerous. But after talking for a while, he realized the warmth from the lamp made him comfort, so named the flame ‘Warmie,’ and decided to become a friend. Even though Warmie was not able to brighten Matthew’s room to keep him safe, but his warmth was giving him the comfort and courage to fight with his fear until a huge evil flame monster appeared from Matthew’s closet.
Warm
Protective
Friendly
Cheery
Encourages Matthew
Matthew’s hero
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One cold and windy night, a young boy named Matthew could not fall asleep even after his mother tucked him into a bed. Matthew was a very imaginative boy. The howling winds reminded him of the monsters that made creaking noises in his closet every night. This particular evening, there were so many monsters. As he lying on the bed, too scared to fall asleep and debating whether to go wake up his parents, an under-bed monster suddenly came out and tried to grab Matthew. To avoid that, Matthew stood up from the bed and turned an oil lamp on and its small warmth calmed Matthew down. As he shaking his body, suddenly the small flame from the lamp turned into a creature. First, he thought it was a monster, but with its warmth, Matthew could tell the small flame won’t hurt him and decided to call his new friend ‘Warmie.’
Thump, thump, thump! Matthew and Warmie abruptly turned their heads as the closet door made a huge sound. Warmie assured Matthew nothing could hurt him while he’s there. With a sudden feeling of bravery, Matthew picked up the oil lamp and opened the closet door. From the darkness inside the closet, a dark, flaming monster appeared. As soon as the door opened, the dark flame began to eat up the walls of the room. Matthew dropped and broke his oil lamp as he fell to his knees in fear and began crying as he watched the evil fire spreading. Warmie tried to protect Matthew but it was impossible for him to fight against the evil monster because Warmie was so small. All he could do was watching the evil monster approaching to Matthew. But there was Matthew’s rabbit doll lying down right next to Warmie. Without hesitant, Warmie absorbed the doll and from the broken rubble of the oil lamp, his warm, orange body rose up. Warmie covered Matthew with his warmth, blocking and absorbing the heat from the dark flames. And the room became so hot that the alarm and sprinklers went off. Eventually, the sprinklers began to extinguish both flames, and Matthew was safe. As Matthew watching Warmie extinguishing, his room door burst open as his parents came running in. Matthew’s mother hugged him and asked what happened as his father was looking for the source of the fire and picked up the remains of the oil lamp. As his parents hugged him, Matthew saw the last wisps of smoke from his fiery friend leaving through the window and saying goodbye.
