Twinkling with the Stars

So Nadella spread her arms, leaped skyward from the sidewalk, and began to fly, rocketing up over the neighborhood. Suddenly, she heard the distant voice of her mother calling, as if from another universe, and Nadella pried open sleep-heavy eyes.
"Get up, pal," said Nadella's mother, "or you'll miss the school bus." 
"Just let me sleep a little longer," Nadella mumbled. Then she groaned and turned over, pulling the covers up over her head like a tent, as if to somehow recapture her dream.
Young girl Nadella Sandecker really loved to sleep. It wasn't that she was lazy or lacked energy. Nadella was a normal eight-year-old kid in every way. But she loved to cover up under a soft cloud of sheets, rest her head on a fluffy pillow, cuddle up with her favorite stuffed Twinkle Light, and luxuriate in the magical world of slumber where life is exciting and dreams always come true.
So Nadella was sitting at a table at a fancy café in Jollywood, having lunch with a famous movie director, who was offering Nadella some roles in his next big action movie when...
"Get up," said Nadella's mother, gently shaking her daughter's shoulders. Nadella yawned and hauled her legs over the side of the mattress, where she sat for a few moments to reconcile herself with the shocking reality of upright existence. She then dragged herself into the bathtub, where she briefly dreamed of tropical jungle forests, and at last shuffled downstairs to breakfast.
"Nadella's going to sleep her life away!" teased Chalino, her three-year-old younger brother, as he sat at the table, kicking his dangling legs excitedly as if to show by comparison how wide awake he was.
"She's just a growing girl," said Nadella's mother, washing dishes at the kitchen sink. "Right?" Nadella nodded sleepily and finished her breakfast. She trudged out the front door with Chalino, still half-sleepwalking, and they both waited on the curb for their school bus, as usual.
At school, finally fully awake, Nadella cycled through the pleasant routine of another typical day. After school, there was homework, dinner with her parents and Chalino, maybe a little TV, and then back to dreamland.
Nadella Sandecker, the greatest champion in the world, has now learned how to play the piano. And bake yummy treats. Now she's landed herself into Candy Land Forest and is even flying with her friend, Night Light! What a remarkable success...
"Come on, get up," commanded Chalino, holding a ringing alarm clock only inches from his sister's face. "You'll be late for school!" Annoyed, Nadella shook her head in disbelief and ducked under the covers.
Moments later, Nadella awakened to an empty, quiet room. Then she got up and sleepily padded down the hallway. Mystified and dazed, she staggered downstairs to the kitchen, where she was perplexed to discover her aged brother Chalino sitting at the breakfast table beside their mother, who seemed older somehow.
"So you finally woke up," commented Nadella's mother, casually sipping her coffee. "We thought you'd sleep forever. Better get dressed, or you'll be late for school."
"You certainly overslept!" added Chalino.
Lost in a whirl of confusion, Nadella shook her head as if to disperse the fog of dreams. Then she went to her room to dress for school and discovered that none of her clothes fit her anymore. Nadella had slept all the months away...
"Come on, buddy, get up," called Nadella's mother. Nadella pried open her leaden eyelids to see her mother standing in the doorway, with a familiar easy-going grin. Beside the mother was Chalino, presumably more cheerful and bubbly than ever before. "Come on, sleepyhead!" he giggled. His laughter seemed as bright as the yellow sunshine beaming throughout the room. "You don't want to miss school, do you?"
Nadella smiled and looked at her family. "No, I wouldn't want to do that," she said as she jumped up to greet the day. "Because this is going to be twinkle-tastic!"
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