Intermediate. Years 7/8/9

Think Small

By Abbie Girard, year 8, La Mare de Carteret School

Dean picked a chocolate from the silver pot but Matt and I went for the gold pot. They tasted stale. I dismissed this and headed outside. Matt and I were in a tree and Dean was sat on the ground. Suddenly everything around us started getting bigger and then we were falling through the air, towards Dean’s ear. Squelch.

“Where are we?” I asked Matt.

“I don’t know,” answered Matt.

“Hello,” said a high pitched voice.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I’m Barry, I’ll be your tour guide,” he answered

“Cool,” we replied.

“First we will visit Dean’s family land,” said Barry.

After that we visited another land which had flying superheroes. One looked like Dean. The adventure now began. We visited a world cloaked in trees as tall as giants with flocks of green and red smiling dragons. There were huge volcanoes in the distance dripping lava.

“Dinosaur!” yelled Matt.

We ran out of that world extremely fast. The next door we opened was full of cartoon characters. It was crazy. We left.

‘Don’t jump into the world,’ I read from a sign on the door. I opened it. There lay a pool of lava with some logs and leaves floating on top. It was really fun jumping from log to log but after i nearly fell in we left. The best world was the last though, Candyland. There were; candy cane and lollipop trees, gumdrop bushes, candyfloss clouds and gummy bears walking around. In the distance was a huge, sweet mountain but the best part was

the chocolate river which tasted of any chocolate you wanted.

“Barry, how do we get out?” I asked

“I don’t know but enjoy the land,” said Barry, He walked away.

“Aaaah!” Matt screamed. “We’re going to grow and make Dean’s head explode!”

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