Fiction: Group 3
Suddenly, she heard the sound of gun shot behind. She turned around, and saw her mother laid on the
ground, surrounded by her own blood. The red guards opened the bags and took all the valuables inside
away.
Li-Ying knew she couldn't stay in this house anymore, the house was a disaster, everything had been taken
away by the red guards, and there is nothing left in the house. She ran and ran without stopping, hoping to
leave the house before the red guards could notice.
She kept running until she saw a small house in front of her. There was nothing else around the house, no
flowers, no trees, nothing. The entire place looked so desolated, Li-Ying wondered if anybody actually
lived here. The cold wind blew in her face; she shivered and folded her arms in front of her chest to warm
herself. It took Lily a while to decide whether she should go inside the house or not, since everything
looked creepy here. But if she doesn't, those red guards would definitely find her. Hesitantly, she walked
inside the house, to hide herself from those red guards. It was dim; no one was there in the house. It was
terrifyingly quiet, except for Li-Ying's breathing. Suddenly, an old lady appeared, she has a long white hair,
there were wrinkles in her face and she was wearing a long white grown.
“Don't be afraid, my dear child,” the old lady said with her thick British accent calmly, approaching Li-
Ying.
Li-Ying had no idea what she was talking about, she barely know English, through English lessons in
Elementary school. She stayed quiet, hoping everything would be okay.
The old lady stopped walking, “My name is Madame Larissa, I am a British,” she introduced, “Whoever
enters here must be hopeless and would like to seek help, and so what’s your name?”
British! She is from the UK! UK had a serious war with China in 1839 and basically took everything away
from China! The money, the lands, everything!
Li-Ying thought when she finally realized that Madame
Larissa was speaking to her in English. She remembered her grandparents hated British people, and even told
her to stay away from them. But in this circumstance, she didn’t have much of a choice; she could only do
what Madame Larissa says.
“Hello, little girl?” Madame Larissa repeated, “What’s your name?”
“……Yeung Li-Ying” Li-Ying answered awkwardly.
“A Chinese girl,” Madame Larissa muttered, “what happened?” she asked.
Li-Ying was petrified; the memory of watching her father being taken away by the red guards and her
mother got killed came back. She didn’t think that Madame Larissa would be able to help her as she wasn’t a
Chinese, she bended down, shook her head, refused to tell her what happened just now.
“You can’t expect people to help you without telling them what happened,” Madame Larissa said, firmly.
Li-Ying began to panic, of course at this stage, she would like someone to help, but she just didn’t know
how to tell Madame Larissa what happened just now in English.
Shyly, she tried to briefly explain what happened, “Oh I see,” Madame Larissa replied, “Let’s do
something to save your father without starting a war.”
Later on, Madame Larissa helped Li-Ying write a formal letter to the government, hoping the government
could release her father. Madame Larissa also taught her English as she thought learning English would create
a better future for Li-Ying. There seemed to be no responses from the government. However, a few days
later, a bunch of red guards came to Madame Larissa’s place, claiming that Li-Ying was accused of
disobeying the orders from the government. Madame Larissa didn’t think Li-Ying do anything wrong,
“That is ridiculous, she didn’t do anything but just write a bloody letter!” she shouted at the guards. The
guards immediately pointed a gun at her head, ready to shoot her. Madame Larissa knew something
tremendously horrifying was going to happen – killing! She pulled Li-Ying’s hand, escaped, and never back
to China again.
“So, where is Li-Ying now?” The children asked.
Chloe chuckled, “she stayed in UK with Madame Larissa, until Madame Larissa die in her sleep when Li-
Ying was 27. Later than she married to an English man, and gave birth to your father. ”
