Matt woke up after a one hour nap. The sun shimmered in the sky and the blue jays and robins were chirping in the bright sunlight. Matt sighed as he remembered today was a school day, and that meant another six hours of boring Mr. Oren, Matt’s teacher. Everyday, he would speak in that dull voice that reminded Matt of a six hour opera. To Matt, sixth grade was not tough. It was just boring to have a teacher like Mr. Oren and worse, a principal like Mr. Gen. It seemed that the only word he knew was stop. Every time, when a problem happened at school, Mr. Gen would just say, “Students, stop!”
The bell rang and Matt went to room 5. The first hour began… “And we multiply four, three times, because that is what exponents are, children. Remember, exponents are spelled E-X-P-O-N-E-N-T-S. Some people in this classroom say Eaxpoonentes, its exponents. Also, parenthesis…”
“I cannot stand Mr. Oren,” Matt said to his mom.
“Listen, Matt, school is over for the day. Be happy.”
“First, I had a boring day, and now there is a stupid thunder and lightning storm.” Indeed, a lightning storm had started, and every second there was thunder rumbling in the distance.
Thunder boomed in the sky as Matt was enjoying hot chocolate with his mom. Matt stared into the clouds and saw the occasional lightning bolts that struck the trees, igniting them. Of course, that was far away, and Matt could see fire fighters throwing out the flame with hoses filled with water.
Mrs. Wu looked at Matt and said, “That reminds me. Matt, take the garbage out.”
“Mom, there’s a storm out there.”
“Relax, Matt. What could happen?”
Matt walked outside, holding the stinking garbage bag in his hand. There was only one garbage dumpster, which was at the end of Matt’s street.
Unlike most towns, Reshna was a poor city. There weren’t many attractions. Reshna always spent money to buy unnecessary things.
Matt tossed the rotten, dulcet garbage into the trash can that was at the end at the street. Turning around a full 360 degrees, Matt saw a red X mark on the sidewalk, hidden and overshadowed by the trees and shrubs.
Matt peered closer, and saw that it was drawn in a reddish color- perhaps blood. Curiosity got the better of him, so he stuck one of his shoes in the heart of the X mark. Suddenly, lightning bolts that appeared out of no where struck around Matt. Static was created, flowing from the ground to his chest.
One of the accurate bolts struck his chest in the left side, where his heart was. It was a burning sensation; heat and electricity rippled all around his body. He saw exploding stars and flashing lights, as he was loosing his consciousness.
He fell, to the floor…
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Friday, February 23, 2007
Chapter Two - Blake's House
Matt crept down the staircase to the front door. He looked to make sure that his parents were still in bed and opened the door.
It was a clear and frosty night. Even though the sun was about to come out, Matt still felt goose bumps all over his body.
He ran down his driveway and made a left turn onto Gento Street. He darted down Square Avenue and came to a huge house with a huge front door. There were many windows and many balconies.
Matt knocked on the brown door with his bony knuckles.
Knock, Knock, Knock!
“Who is it,” A voice said on the other side of the door.
“Matt Wu.”
The door opened and a young man appeared before him. With a slight nod, he gestured Matt into the house. The house looked splendid inside. There was a diamond chandelier above Matt’s head, a gigantic staircase leading into the second floor, a hallway leading into the kitchen, and a door beneath and right to the chandelier.
Mr. Tecks, who saw that Matt had arrived, took him inside the door. The three arrived at a small room with three chairs and a huge plasma screen television set.
“It’s so glad you came, Matt,” He said, “Mrs. Tecks is very sad and would be happy if you were to answer a few questions.”
Matt took a seat and looked at the TV. He was always jealous about the fact that Blake’s parents were outrageously rich.
“Matt,” Mrs. Tecks said, “as you know, we put a camera in Blake’s room since the day he started doing weird things in his room.”
She played the footage. At first the screen showed nothing but Blake’s bed and Blake sleeping inside it. Then, a creature appeared in the room. It suddenly transformed into a familiar pink-blue monster. The monster swiped Blake. They both disappeared.
Matt gasped. The same thing happened in his dream!
The young man said, “Sorry for not introducing myself. I am Jim and this is my friend Gelyn. We are part of a group that helps locate missing children. Do you know anything about this strange event?”
Matt quickly told them about his dream. “Well,” Gelyn said, “that’s odd.”
Matt then said, “The mansion is called The Haunted Mansion.” He remembered the name of the mansion from his dream.
Gelyn typed The Haunted Mansion on his laptop. “The Haunted Mansion is located in the outskirt of a town called Nenen. People who live nearby say that ghosts and goblins live in the deserted mansion.” Everybody looked frightened.
“Matt,” Mrs. Tecks said, “if it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t even know where Blake would be. You may go.”
Matt smiled and sprinted home. He quietly inserted his key into the front door. He tiptoed upstairs and quietly went back to sleep. It was 6:30.
It was a clear and frosty night. Even though the sun was about to come out, Matt still felt goose bumps all over his body.
He ran down his driveway and made a left turn onto Gento Street. He darted down Square Avenue and came to a huge house with a huge front door. There were many windows and many balconies.
Matt knocked on the brown door with his bony knuckles.
Knock, Knock, Knock!
“Who is it,” A voice said on the other side of the door.
“Matt Wu.”
The door opened and a young man appeared before him. With a slight nod, he gestured Matt into the house. The house looked splendid inside. There was a diamond chandelier above Matt’s head, a gigantic staircase leading into the second floor, a hallway leading into the kitchen, and a door beneath and right to the chandelier.
Mr. Tecks, who saw that Matt had arrived, took him inside the door. The three arrived at a small room with three chairs and a huge plasma screen television set.
“It’s so glad you came, Matt,” He said, “Mrs. Tecks is very sad and would be happy if you were to answer a few questions.”
Matt took a seat and looked at the TV. He was always jealous about the fact that Blake’s parents were outrageously rich.
“Matt,” Mrs. Tecks said, “as you know, we put a camera in Blake’s room since the day he started doing weird things in his room.”
She played the footage. At first the screen showed nothing but Blake’s bed and Blake sleeping inside it. Then, a creature appeared in the room. It suddenly transformed into a familiar pink-blue monster. The monster swiped Blake. They both disappeared.
Matt gasped. The same thing happened in his dream!
The young man said, “Sorry for not introducing myself. I am Jim and this is my friend Gelyn. We are part of a group that helps locate missing children. Do you know anything about this strange event?”
Matt quickly told them about his dream. “Well,” Gelyn said, “that’s odd.”
Matt then said, “The mansion is called The Haunted Mansion.” He remembered the name of the mansion from his dream.
Gelyn typed The Haunted Mansion on his laptop. “The Haunted Mansion is located in the outskirt of a town called Nenen. People who live nearby say that ghosts and goblins live in the deserted mansion.” Everybody looked frightened.
“Matt,” Mrs. Tecks said, “if it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t even know where Blake would be. You may go.”
Matt smiled and sprinted home. He quietly inserted his key into the front door. He tiptoed upstairs and quietly went back to sleep. It was 6:30.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Chapter One - The Dream
Matt Wu, an 11 year old boy, woke up with a startled frightening look. His face was crooked and he said, “What a dream. It was a nightmare!” It was 2:40 in the morning, and Matt decided he had to fall asleep. He began to dream again.
He was running to the mansion with eerie windows. Something was right behind him. Matt turned and saw a pink-blue ghost heading towards him! Matt ran for his life towards the mansion and opened the door. He closed the door behind him. It was dark inside and all he could see was a pink dot in the middle of the room. The pink dot suddenly had 2 black dots in the middle. An ear formed, with a nose and a crooked mouth. The monster had humongous arms and a crooked smile. He floated towards Matt and said, “Aaaaeeemm gooieeng tooooo kill youuuuu”
Matt screamed and ran around the room. A small door barely visible was seen. Matt opened the door and closed it shut. It was pitch dark, darker than the new moon night. Suddenly, he was in his friend Blake’s room.
A small creature darted towards Matt and then onto the sleeping Blake. The creature transformed into the pink-blue monster and swiped Blake.
Matt re-appeared outside the mansion. The monster carried Blake inside the mansion.
Matt woke up and screamed. He glanced around. It was 5:45. Matt didn’t want to sleep.
He pictured Blake along with the monster kidnapping him. It was just a dream he thought. Just a dream, Blake is not kidnapped.
The telephone rang. Matt wondered who was calling so early, as he picked up the phone.
“Hello?”
“Is this Matt?” A familiar voice said
“Mrs. Tecks?”
“Hi. Umm…. There’s a situation at our house.”
“What?”
“Matt, Blake is missing! I already called the cops,” Mrs. Tecks cried.
“Hang on, I’m on my way!”
He was running to the mansion with eerie windows. Something was right behind him. Matt turned and saw a pink-blue ghost heading towards him! Matt ran for his life towards the mansion and opened the door. He closed the door behind him. It was dark inside and all he could see was a pink dot in the middle of the room. The pink dot suddenly had 2 black dots in the middle. An ear formed, with a nose and a crooked mouth. The monster had humongous arms and a crooked smile. He floated towards Matt and said, “Aaaaeeemm gooieeng tooooo kill youuuuu”
Matt screamed and ran around the room. A small door barely visible was seen. Matt opened the door and closed it shut. It was pitch dark, darker than the new moon night. Suddenly, he was in his friend Blake’s room.
A small creature darted towards Matt and then onto the sleeping Blake. The creature transformed into the pink-blue monster and swiped Blake.
Matt re-appeared outside the mansion. The monster carried Blake inside the mansion.
Matt woke up and screamed. He glanced around. It was 5:45. Matt didn’t want to sleep.
He pictured Blake along with the monster kidnapping him. It was just a dream he thought. Just a dream, Blake is not kidnapped.
The telephone rang. Matt wondered who was calling so early, as he picked up the phone.
“Hello?”
“Is this Matt?” A familiar voice said
“Mrs. Tecks?”
“Hi. Umm…. There’s a situation at our house.”
“What?”
“Matt, Blake is missing! I already called the cops,” Mrs. Tecks cried.
“Hang on, I’m on my way!”
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