Behind door 1, you find a box. In that box, you find a pumpkin. A sweet, harmless pumpkin. You pick that pumpkin up, shake it. It lights up and laughs.
You drop it. Run to the door. Wrap your hand around the handle and pull. It's locked. You try again. Still doesn't budge. One more time. No, still nothing. It’s no use.
You decide to give the pumpkin one more shake. This time it screams. You run straight through the door, leaving a giant indent.
Behind Door 2, there's a sketch pad full of amazing drawings, you flick through the pages. They look like professional drawings. They are all signed with the same signature. You find your favourite and examine it more.
Suddenly everything is smudged. Everything is frozen. And pencil sharpenings everywhere. How do you get out? There is a button, you press that button, everything flashes red. You have 5 seconds to find the door, the book said. 5… 4… 3… 2…
You are running around frantically tripping over your own feet.
“I found it,” you say.
Well done, you are now granted access to door 3
POOF!!!!!!! You have now entered door 3 the last door. You find a bottle of washing up soap. Some lights turn on and magically a pile of dirty dishes are piled on the table. You start to clean the dishes because it is what seems to be the logical thing to do. But it's not really. You start to get an allergic reaction to the soap, and before your eyes, you are inside the bottle choking on bubbles never to be heard of again.
5 Seconds Later…
“Did you know the young girl that went into door 4, 5 seconds ago,” says a random boy to his friend.”
What girl, I haven’t heard of this girl,” the boy replied.
Love it! Short, sharp sentences make it feel tense and edgy. The different rooms are interesting. I think the boy will free the girl from the bottle.
ReplyDeleteWow - i love this writing - creates great images in my mind .... thank you for sharing xx
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