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The Hidjet History
By; Leilani Perkins and Elise McIlhaney



Prologue;



Once upon a time, in a universe not to far away, there was a planet called; Quingar, in witch held the Hidjet population. Quingar was a very large planet, a lot like our world, yet very different.
Hidjets live in the tall trees of the warm mountains. There are nine mountains. Monica, Outcast, Ulan, Niagara, Taint, Acorn, Itiallites, Nacho, and Saga. A way of remembering them is the first letters, witch spell out Mountains.
The trees can get up to Forty stories tall. In The trees the Hidjets make multiple tree-houses. Each Tree is called a neighborhood. The tree-houses are nothing like you have ever seen. They are almost like real houses. But the tree houses are more like log-cabins than a regular home. Still, it is really interesting how they survive. 
The Hidjets are a kind people, filled with culture. Never did they think anything bad would happen. And of course bad things happen.
The Hidjets were short. They do not look like midgets in our universe, no, they actually looked like kids. They may look like kids, but at the age of 2,000,000 they look like adults. They may like adults, but they are till just as short. When Hidjets turn 3,500,030 their hair turns gray and they grow beards. Except for females, they just get gray hair. At that point they become elders.
The whole planet was infested with Hidjets. Only the animals of Quingar remain unchanged, for Hidjets love nature and pretty much their whole planet is woods, so they make do with what they have.
Hidjets are a lot like humans except they start getting old at the age of 3,500,030 instead of 50 and 60 and around that.
The Hidjets pick out a Death-Coffin at the age of 4,000,000. At that age,  for on the day they turn 4,000,000 they die. The Death-Coffins come in three colors; blue, green, and multicolored. The multicolored ones are only for premature deaths. The other colors are picked by the elders on their 4,000,000th birthday.
All of the Death-Coffins are bought at the; Death is but a long Dream store. The Death is nothing but a long Dream store, is next to the, Why not be holding flowers when you die store. The Why not be holding flowers when you die store is for picking out any type of Hidjet flower to hold when they die.
When elders die in their Death-Coffin The coffin stays open, and instead of being berried, the Death-Coffins are kind of like freezing-coffins, because they freeze the corpse inside the Death-Coffin. Then the corpse (inside the Death-Coffin) is displayed in the People Who Died Museum. There you can see the body of an elder or lost one, and read about their life.
The Hidjet scientific entertainers have found a way to make pickles dance, as well as other vegetables. The dancing pickles perform at the Veggie theater. The Veggie Theater holds a lot of cool dancing veggies, like the Towering peas, and the Crumble corn, and the Star carrots.
Hidjets raise and sell red deer. They used to be rare on Quingar, but now theyre just a part of business. Red deer are corralled by the dozens. I may as well mention that they do make good beef jerky.
A traditional Hidjet instrument is a bangalo. A bangalo is like a mix of a drum and a banjo. They pat the top and strum the bottom.
At the age of 2,000,000 Hidjets can start small families of two or one parents, and one child. The children come from baby beans. The mother takes care of the bean until the 5th birthday. On the 5th birthday the beans turn into babies. Some mothers and fathers die before they can take care of their child after they bean stage. The child is sent to a foster home until they get a new one. The children who are raised in a foster home have virtual parents in their own room. The virtual parents take care of the child until it is adopted and or a teenager.
At the age of 20 the child becomes a toddler. Then, they get more responsibility. They get to clean their own rooms, and get dressed on their own, and eat from a plate.
Hidjet children go to school at age 50, turn into teenagers at age 1,000,000, and become adults at the age of 2,000,000.
No matter how old, the Hidjets look like kids. Not when they are babies or toddlers or elders though. Then, they look like babies, toddlers, and old people. Now, to the story.


Chapter One


The man with the wooden leg walked by the Overmen's house. He waved cheerfully at Mr. Overmen.
"Crops going good this season?" The man asked, in a smooth southern accent.
"Carrots are growing in mighty fine." Mr. Overmen said.
"Oh I see. And how is little Lucy?" The man asked with a smile that said hello.
Just then Lucy walked out into the yard and grabbed Mr. Overmen's hand. Mr. Overmen smiled at her and held her hand as if he was playing along with a game. Lucy looked up at the strange man.
"Is he here to help me clean my room?" Lucy asked hopefully.
"Afraid not dear." Mr. Overmen said with gleeful eyes.
"I know it is not what you wanted," The old man began. "but I brought you a present."
"What is it? What! What!" Lucy yelled excitedly.
"Why it is only the best thing on Quingar!" He replied tapping his wooden leg on the sidewalk.
The man held out his hand over the fence. He opened it and Lucy's eyes glowed.
"A bell?" Mr. Overmen asked. "Just a bell?"
"No! No, daddy! It is a magic bell!" She cried.
"You see?" The old man said. "It is the greatest thing on Quingar.
What are you talking about? Mr. Overmen asked.
Well, when kids are at this age, a bell can be what ever they want it to be. If they have imagination, it can even be a lucky tool to clean their rooms. The old man said smiling, as if he were to laugh.
It can? Lucy said excitedly. It can help me clean my room? WOW! Bye I am going to clean my room.
Lucy walked off with a smile, and a bell swinging from a string clutched in her small hands. As she ran, the old man and Mr. Overmen were aquatinted with the beautiful chime of the bell ringing. The old man swished his fingers as if conducting the beautiful sound.
When Lucy was gone the old man smiled.
If ya ever need a baby-sitter than give me a letter. I will be here quicker than a banana split! the old man offered.
I will do that. Mr. Overmen said waving to the old man walking down the paved tree branch.
Mr. Overmen walked into his home. His computer was on. He walked along the brown tiles that were in his wooden kitchen. The pots and pans hung from over the wooden sink that was painted a shade of brick red.
He finally reached his computer. He sat down in his big chair. He looked up at the huge screen on the wall in front of him.
Hello computer. He said looking up at the giant screen, witch appeared to have a face on it.
Good morning Tom. How may I be of service to you? the computer said looking down at him.
Check the daily news, and send a letter to Jack to tell him about the big dinner we had yesterday, you know the one I told you to take notes on for letters?
Yes, Tom The computer said. The face had turned around. It was looking at files and words programed into it. I will get those orders going immediately.
Mr. Overmen stood up. He got up so quickly that the big leather chair he was sitting in rolled backward into his coffee table witch was made of Hidjet flowers. Such as the rare Lounging flower.
Lucy came stomping into the kitchen, where Mr. Overmen was getting coffee from his wooden coffee machine. Lucy looked at Mr. Overmen with question. She sat down on the tiled floor and stared at him.
Lucys hair was curled and put into two long blonde pig-tales. She was wearing a light blue plaid dress with a big bow on the back. She was also wearing her shiny black shoes.  Her blue eyes now shown with worry.
Your not dressed right! She said glaring at him.
What do you mean? He said back.
We are going to church, and at church we dress nice! She said stomping her foot. Your not dressed nice! Your ties not even tied!
Mr. Overmen tied his tie, and put on his nice  jacket. Lucy looked pleased with herself. She was sitting on the floor, now smiling with her legs crossed.
You look nice now. She said. My work here is done!
Your are one tough cookie. Mr. Overmen said.
What? Why am I a tough cookie. Cookies are not tough. Cookies are crunchy, or soft, with chocolate in them! As Lucy said that, her eyes gave away the fact she was pleading for answers.
When I said that I was not calling you anything bad. He said smiling, almost laughing. It was simply a way of telling you that you take charge easy.
Yes, I do! And you should never call me a cookie! I am more of a Princess, or a Fairy, or a Ballerina! Lucy started to dance around. She nearly broke her wood cup, witch she hit off the counter.
Daddy? How old are you? Lucy asked.
2,030,250 years sweetie. Lucy crossed her arms. Then started to tap her right pig-tale with her finger.
How old am I? She asked.
You are very young! You are only 26 years old! He said that while he picked her up and spun her around. Lucy was giggling and squirming. Mr. Overmen started to tickle her.
St-st-stop it! It ti-ti-tickles! She said laughing. All of the sudden Lucy jumped to her feet and ran to the door witch led outside.
We have to go to church now! She said.
OK lets go. Mr. Overmen said opening the door.
They walked along the paved tree tops looking at all of the Turtle-birds and the Rabbit-squirrels as they went by. Lucy pointed out that it was a nice day to visit Kay, her best friend, who lived a neighborhood away. Mr. Overmen overlooked the nice day and started talking about Lucys 50th birthday. On that birthday she could go to school. Lucy was not listening at all. She was to distracted looking at the small silver bell in her hands. She was amused by it.
They walked into the church. As the paster spoke of the Mountain Gods who brought them into the planet, Lucy was still starring at the bell. She shook it. It made a jingle sound.
Maybe it was from Santas sleigh. She thought. Or, maybe it is from a magic book which gives free bells away. No. She thought hitting herself in the head. Books dont give away bells!  
Mr. Overmen looked at his daughter. He noticed her looking at the bell. He rubbed his head in question. He soon realized that he was in church and should pay attention. 
As soon as they got home they saw, Russet, their next door neighbor. He was the son of a red deer herder. His father teaches him everything about herding them. Its kind of like a family business.
Good morning, Mr. Overmen. Russet said. And you too, Lucy.
We were just at church. Mr. Overmen said. Lucy made me go.
Mr. Overmen pointed to Lucy. Lucy blushed. She looked at Russet with scared eyes. She realized her father was pointing at her.
Yes, I sure did! I am very responsible. Lucy said looking proud.
So Russet, how old are you? Mr. Overmen asked.
1,000,000 yesterday. He said proudly.
Lucys heart sank. He was already a teenager. She couldnt keep up with that. She was nothing more than a toddler. She was crying on the inside, but she wasnt showing it.
A teenager? Why does he have to be a teenager? He was still a kid two days ago! Lucy thought to herself. Now I will never marry that guy! But, he is so cute. His short brown hair, his cute freckles witch are hard to see, his weird smile.  I love him. Wait. No. I dont! Do I?  He is so cute I cant think! No! I dont love him. I really like him. Lucy patted her head. Good job. You figured it out!
Mr. Overmen looked at his daughter patting herself on the head. He was tilting his head, and Russet was too. She seemed not to notice. She was staring, at nothing, thinking to herself.
Pie! She said suddenly.
Okay, lets go get pie. He said questioningly.
No! I dont want pie! She said.
Than why did you. .
I was thinking of pie! That doesnt mean I want any! She said angrily. Besides your pies are gross! No offense though.
None taken, except my poor old cooking stuff, you know, the ones I dont use anymore because my pie is gross? They took offense. He said.
Russet laughed. He stared at his two neighbors. He was smiling his weird smile.
You guys are my favorite neighbors! He said with his weird smile. Listen, I got to go, my dad wants me. But, I will see you later. Okay? He said.
Okay! Lucy said. But I will see you later, wont I?
I never lie. Russet said. At least not to you.
Lucy giggled, smiling. As Russet walked away Lucy did also. She went inside her home and sat on her bed. She looked around. Everything was wood. Her walls, her floor, her dresser. Her floor was actually covered with rug, but under it, wood.
Why is everything made of wood? Why do we live in trees? So many questions. Why cant I figure it out? Lucy hit her head with her hand. Then a small silver shape flew from her dress pocket. The bell. I forgot it was in my pocket.
She picked it up off of her green carpet. She dusted it off. She felt something engraved on it.
Why is this writing on here? Maybe I should ask Daddy. No. I cant. This is too much for him to handle. Besides it is none of his bees wax! He might say I am a cookie again! As Lucy thought, her head started to pound. She lied her head down on her fuzzy black pillow, and went to sleep.































Chapter two


Lucy woke up, she startled herself with the ring of the bell.  She looked down at it. It shined in the light. She rubbed her eyes.
Her dad walked in singing some song Lucy had never heard of. He had his keys in his hand. He smiled at Lucy.
What is up with that guy? She thought. I wonder where we are going? Or, if we are going anywhere. Daddy didnt change his shirt. He should change his shirt.
Daddy, did you know you should change your shirt? Lucy asked roughly.
Okay, well I will change my shirt. He said.
Yeah! said Lucy. You should have already!
Mr. Overmen looked at his daughter. His smile said he was excited. Lucy started messing with the bell in her hands.
Come on. Mr. Overmen said with a wave of his arm. We are going to the museum! He said excitedly.
Lucy got excited. She had never been to a museum. She was almost glowing with excitement.  Her father looked pleased with himself.
NO! I dont want to see the dead people museum! Lucy screamed. Never! Icky gross dead people are icky and gross and dead, daddy! Deal is off!
Mr. Overmen stared at his shoes and hung his head.
I was not going to take you there. He said quietly. I was going to take you to the kids fun museum.
Lucy squealed. She hugged her dad and hopped around.
Deal is on! On! On! She yelled hopping in circles.
Mr. Overmen raised his head and took Lucys hand. Lucy pulled out her bell and had shaken it so it would chime. She held it close to her ear, and listened to it.
No! No! I cant go! Daddy! I cant go to the museum! Lucy was squealing and hopping around again.
Why the sudden change of mind? I thought you wanted to go. Mr. Overmen looked at his daughter with a lot of question.
Something bad is going to happen! I know it! She yelled running back to the nicely painted green front door of the house.
How can you be so sure? Mr. Overmen said walking up to her. You cant just say things like that, you dont know.
Yes, I do! Lucy screamed. I do know! So I can not go to the museum!
How can you be so sure? Mr. Overman asked.
The bell told me! Lucy whispered.
The bell? Mr. Overmen was now very stern looking. The bell cant talk. It can chime and it can ring. But, bells dont talk, Lucy.
This bell can. She said. 
No, it cant!
Daddy! It can, Daddy! You have to listen to it! It is a magic bell! she said looking at him with sad eyes.   
Mr. Overman took the bell from Lucy and held it up to his ear. He shook it, and made a surprised face.
Herm . . . Yes . . .  Uh-Huh . . . Mr. Overmen was talking to the bell.
Your right Lucy it can talk, and do you want to know what it said to me? Mr. Overmen asked.
Yes, please. Lucy rocked back and forth as Mr. Overmen bent down to whisper in her ear.
It didnt say anything, He whispered. because bells dont talk!
Liar! Lucy screamed. You think your doing the right thing dont you?
What are you talking about? Mr. Overmen began to think his daughter was crazy.
You think you can trick me into being a person who doesnt believe!
Believe in what?!?
In magic! Lucy screamed.
Mr. Overmen looked down at her with pity, and shook his head.
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, she was crying.
You dont know. she whispered. About anything! She was walking away with the lightest footsteps ever to set foot. You couldnt even hear them.
This is all happening so fast, I dont know what to do! Lucy said.




































Chapter three

Lucy ran to her room and rang the bell. Nothing happened. Lucy rang it again. Nothing.
Its broken! She cried throwing it on the floor.
Then, the bell slowly rolled into a wall. Lucy felt her self shrinking. She smiled. She was flying through the air. Right toward the bell. Before she knew it, she was in another world.
Lucy! A woman cried from the darkness. Youve returned!
Yes. Lucy said sweetly. But, why is it so dark?
The lady laughed. Lucy saw a small light, it was growing. Then, she saw it. The grassy world that she knew as, earth.