Youngsters’ Forum

IN THE MANSION

October 9th, 2007

At the edge of a city there was an enormous mansion. Wait said someone; there was a taxi outside. That person ran so fast I couldn’t describe him. I could hear a loud voice saying airport please. While he left he had left his keys in the door. So I went to bed. The next morning his key was still in the door! So I wondered what to do. So I said to my self should I leave or should I enter? So I entered but I heard voices I tiptoed across the wooden dusty floor you could see that the voices was only recorded on a dumb recorder. So I went to the sitting room there was a trophy so I went to see it. It said Turkish grand prix winner of the year 2006 but still no name.

After two minutes later I went up stairs to the kitchen there was a note of recipes there was salad / eggs/bacon/tomato’s/ chicken/curry/cheese/sausages/ and steaks I said what a long recipe.

There was a trophy room - I opened it all. I saw was bright silver trophies. When I closed the door I thought I was blind. All I could see was black. It took a couple of minutes. Suddenly all the lights switched off. It was so quiet I could her my heart beating really fast. Two minutes later I saw a light straight ahead of me so I followed it. It led me outside the mansion. I thought to my self should I tell my friend john? So I did.

Two days later I went back to the mansion with my friend john. So then we searched the mans house. We searched for about six hours john said to me “I know who it is” then he looked at a picture and he said “ that’s Fernando Alonzo” so I said “ oh that’s who it is”. I said to john”whats that” john said” car tires”. “Oh dummy”. I said “ that’s Alonzo outside so me and john ran home safely.

By Dylan B

Entry Filed under: Causewayend, Schools, Writer in Residence, Writing