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Nisem več Liesel, ampak čarovnica Liesel 4. del

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Ojlaaaa! Po zelooooo dolgem času je prišel nov del moje zgodbe. Se opravičujem, ampak toliko dela za šolo... Upam da vam bo všeč, in ne pozabi komentirati in stisniti likea!
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"Oooo, Lina, tisovina, samorogova dlaka, 35 cm!"
"Pozdravljeni, pozdravljeni gospod Olchenbat," je mami kimala z glavo.
"Živjo, živjo, no pa se posvetimo naši gospodični Manger. Poizkusi tole, smrekovina, kita zmajevega srca, 33 cm, trdna in trpežna."
Podal mi je palico, jaz pa sem z njo zamahnila. Nič se ni zgodilo.
"Ne, ne," je mrmral mojster palic. "Ta ne bo prava. Kaj pa talo? Leskovina, 30 cm, samorogova dlaka, trdna a upogljiva."
Prijela sem palico in začutila nenavadno toplino. Iz palice so bruhnile rdeče iskre in izoblkovale srček, mojo najljubšo obliko.
"Imenitno!" je kričal Olchenbat."Zapomni si dekletce, zapomni si, palica izbeee čarovnika."
Samo kimala sem in kimala. Tako sem bila srečna, ker sem dobila svojo palico!!! Zdaj sem đele razumela zakaj mi ni šlo z mamino. Njena palica ni bila prava zame!! Zdaj, bo gotov lepo čarala. Plačali smo 7 guldov in nazadnje odšli v Lepopis in pivnik.
"Pozdravljeni, pozdravljeni," je hitel prezaposleni prodajalec. Še sreča da mu je na pomoč priskočil hišni vilinec.
"Dober dan!" je zapiskal hišni vilinec.
"Živijo. Prišli smo po knjige za 1. letnik," je rekla mami.
"Seveda, kar za mano!" je dejal vilinec in nas odvedel po stopnicah gor, do krožne sobe s knjižnimi policami.
"Knjige za prvi letnik!" je vpil vilinec in tlesknil s prsti. Knjige so poletele očiju v naročije, ki se je opotekel pod njihovo težo. Na policah pa so se na praznih mestih same od sebe pojavile nove knjige.
"Hvala!" je rekla mami. "Zdaj pa pojidmo še po pero in pergament."
"Prav," se je strinjal oči. "Vi kar pojdite, jaz vas bom počakal pri blagajni. Te knjige so preklemano težke."
Oči je zavil na blagajno, punce pa smo odšle do oddelka s peresi. Tam je bilo peres od pavjih do golobjih, od hipogrifovih, do feniksovih.
"No? Katerega boš izbrala?" me je vprašala mami.
Pogledala sem vzdolž polic.
"Feniksov je lep," sem pomislila.
Skoaj sem že hotela reči iFeniksovo', ampak mi je v oči padlo snežno belo pero z rdečim koncem (vrhom).
"Tegale," sem rekla in pokazala nanj.
"Krvavi sneg?" je vprašala mami.
"Ja. Ampak nisem vedela da se tako imenuje. Zelo kruto je."
"Torej ne? Bi raje kakega drugega?"
"Ne, tega bom kar vzela."
"Prav. Vzemi še 4 črnilnike in pametno bi bilo, če vzameva še edo navadno - golobje - pero za rezervo."
"Ja! Dajva kar tegale, ko je cel siv."
"Zmenjeno!" je vzkliknila mami. "Lana, ti si bila že večkrat z mano tukaj, bi šla prosim po 10 zvitkov pergamenta?"
"Jaaaaaaa!" se je razveselila Lana in stekla v sobo, ki je bila namenjena zvitkom. Z mami pa sva se namenili proti blagajni, kjer je že čakal oči.
"Kje imata pa Lano?" je vprašal.
"Šla je po pergament. O, glej jo, je že tukaj."
In res, Lana je že tekla proti nam z polnim naročjem zvitkov.
"10 guldov in 3 srpce prosim," je rekel blagajničar.
Plačali smo in odšli iz prepolne trgovine.
"Povej, imaš še kako željo?" me je vprašala mami. "Bi rada sovo?"
"No..." sem začela. "Nevem. Če ti je odveč kupovati sovo, je ni treba. Drugače pa bi jo z veseljem imela!"
"Potem jo boš dobila!"
"Mami... Če nočeš ni treba..."
"Saj hočem," je rekla in mi namenila prijazen nasmešek.
Tako smo zavili v Eyelopovo gnezdo. Razgledala sem se po sovah. Imeli so jih na tone in na tone. Morda snežno, tako ko Harry Potter? Ali pa tisto ki spreminja barvo? Bi morda raje uharico?
Čez 10 minut smo prišli ven z veliko kletko v kateri je počivala čokoladno rjava sova. Ta je spala, saj je bil dan.
"Ohhhh, jaz sem po vsem nakupovanju že malo lačen;" je rekel oči.
"Prav imaš," je pokimala mami. "Punci, sta tudi vidve lačni?"
Prikimali sva.
"Najbolje, da gremo nazaj v počeni kotel na kosilo, potem pa gremo spet nazaj na Prečno in se posladkamo z sladoledom iz Ferdinanovega sladolednega vrta."
Ker smo se vsi strinjali, smo to tudi storili.
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WOW super zažigaš sis. Mislim da si mlada J.K Rowling. Super zdaj ima Harry Potter zamenjavo.:kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart:
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P.S imaš danes čas na klepetalnici v koment. napiši kdaj ga imaš.
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Hvalaaaaaaaaaa!!!! Hm nevem... ob 18:00 danes ne bom imela časa, ker imam klavir... Bomogče ob 14:00.
 
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Ful dobro pišeš Sonček moj:heart_exclamation:
Zgodba mi je 100% všeč:purple_heart:
Mwa:heart_exclamation:
Zelo dobrooooo:heart_exclamation::purple_heart::two_hearts:
P.S.: vesela sem, da je v zgodbi tudi moje imeeeee:wink:
Še nekaj malega zate: :trophy:
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Lp, V:violin:
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Vsebina odgovora:
Vzdevek:
Preden na spletu karkoli objaviš, se vprašaj: ali objava vsebuje karkoli, česar ne bi želel deliti s popolnim neznancem na cesti?

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Skrivnostno mesto 4. del

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Skriti dnevnik 3. del

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Moj lajf 1. del

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Moje čarovniško življenje, 21. del

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Izganjalka duhov 1. del

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pač js sm sedmi razred in mi je noro vsec en devetar in bi ful rada bla z njim sam nekak ne cem kako nej mu to povem, ker se ne druziva toliko sam bi blo pa čudn če bi ga kr ena sedmarka povabla km... sej drgac se cist razumeva in se pozdrvva na hodniku sam kej druzga pa ne glih.
kako nej se zbližam z njim ne da bi takoj izpadlo da sem vanj??

lp
 

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