Episode 2
My Many Amazing Adventures
After realizing what I was truly after, I was slightly discouraged. However I went on. The next treasure was hidden in the girls locker room next to the gym. I looked all over the place, but it was nowhere in sight. I finally found it-a rolled up sheet of paper with the same confusing code written all over it. I found it rolled up inside an old toilet paper roll in the trash. Two down, five to go. The next two were a breeze. I found another rag under the copy machine in the teachers lounge, and another code paper inside the leg of a math teachers desk. I had three left. I followed the map and found myself in the back of the cafeteria kitchen and I was lucky that no one saw me 'cause I had heard some pretty nasty stories about people who got caught sneaking food. I was really gonna need to watch my step in this place. It was hard knowing where to start in such a big place, so I decided to start on the wooden crates that I was sitting on. After a while of scavenging I finally found another code rag. Just then I heard foot steps. It was either hide or run. I decided to hide since there were so many hiding spots around here. I found a snug crack in the wall where I think they disposed of all the rotten food ( in my opinion all of the food should be in here). The footsteps faded away and I climbed out of the disposal pit.
I had two more treasures to find and I would be the most powerful person in the world. Plus for all I knew the treasures were just replicas of each other. Then the map led me to a place I had never been and a place I had no intentions of coming back to. I was standing in the principals office. " May I assist you in any way?" asked the secretary from behind the desk. "Uh, I would please like to speak to the principal." "Yes, let me escort you." she replied "Oh, there's no need for that, I know where it is and I think I can manage to get there on my own, but thank you for the offer." Your very welcome." she said. Truthfully I had no idea where the principal's office was but that didn't matter because I had no intentions of seeing him today or really any other day actually. I was looking around for any signs of a piece of paper with a secret code written all over it when a voice said "Psst!" "Over here." I looked around but there was nothing in my sight that I knew could talk. "Are you here for the same reason as me?" it said again "I have no idea what you are talking about." I said maybe a bit too loud because the secretary said "Yes? How may I help you?" "Oh no, I didn't say anything." I answered "Look Mr. Invisible I need you to be quiet real bad 'cause this is important." I whispered. No response. I'm walking around with a book that seems a few hundred years old for this era and looking for the worlds top seven treasures in my very own school. Now I'm hearing voices what could get anymore crazy? "Hey Mr. Visible, it's gonna rain cows so you better take cover." said the mystery voice. It seemed like this invisible dude and I were on the same page so it didn't seem like it could be too bad taking him along.
Mr. Invisible turned out to be Jason and he made a photo copy of the book that I had. Together we looked through all the stacks of paper, drawers, cabinets, and folders we could get our hands on. We never found anything. We took a break just to talk and Jason informed me that he had a copy of all the locations of the treasures in each designated place. "Well why didn't you tell me in the first place, we could have saved so much time." I pointed out. "You didn't tell me I should tell you in the first place." was his answer. Anyway, we found the code paper rolled up inside the principals mechanical pencil.
Rain cows? :-)
ReplyDeleteThis seems a little like Jack and Annie - did the author of this blog read those books? Also I'm wondering how much you wrote and then edited, wrote and then edited, before you published. My son is an emerging writer and he needs to be reminded of the importance of the editing (before publishing)stage. Maybe you could talk to him about that ;)
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