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Maya is in Danger
by Neosha
You may have heard about Christie, who
went into the Old Forest when she was not supposed to. Christie is a white
ferret, and Maya is a white mouse with brown spots. They live in a white
house surrounded by every colored flower you could think of. Maya was good
at acting and lying to people. She was also good at tricking people.
One day, Maya was practicing a play when Christie came in. Maya did one
last movement and said, “What’s up?” “Um, I have
to go deliver some food to my teacher. She’s very sick. I’m
afraid I’m gonna have to leave you at home.” Christie said.
“Oh, and don’t go into the basement,” she added, “Promise?”
“Promise.” Maya muttered, who was desperately trying to figure
out where she was in her play. As Christie headed out of the door, Maya
decided to make cookies for Christie, as a surprise. “This is going
to be fun,” she thought. As she spooned the batter onto the tray,
she was interrupted by a loud, wailing shriek.
Maya dropped the spoon and spun around in terror. Nothing. Nothing was there
to be seen. Maya put her hand to her heart. There was another wailing shriek.
She wished Christie was here. Then the “voice” started crying.
Maya followed the noise to the basement, creeping quietly down the stairs.
A green-eyed, fat bellied, purple haired, stupid brained, skinny legged,
brown skinned monster stood there, crying like a person.
Maya felt a shiver run down her spine. When the monster saw Maya (who tried
to wear a happy face) he wailed the loudest piercing shriek that Maya had
ever heard.
“Hello,” she tried to say cheerily. “My name is um, Cecilia.
What’s yours?”
“GRAWPILOOCIOUSTOE!!!” bellowed the monster.
“Grawpiloocioustoe?” asked Maya.
“Yup,” said Grawpiloocioustoe. “BUT I’M GONNA EAT
YOU!!” He bellowed.
“Oh dear,” thought Maya.
“Hey, Grawpiloocioustoe?” she asked.
“What?” asked Grawpiloocioustoe, angrily.
“My master will come back to this house. He will be looking for you.
He will always be wanting to kill you. He told me about you. Flee forever,
or be dead.”
“I’ll flee!” said the monster triumphantly. So he did.
Maya was relieved.
When Christie came home, she said, “Did you listen to me?”
“Yes,” said Maya. “And I baked some cookies.” They
hugged and ate the cookies in silence. Christie was thankful because Maya
didn’t go to the basement and wiped her brow. But Maya had gone to
the basement and Christie didn’t know. Maya smiled to herself.
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