Behind the Wooden Trap Door

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Submitted: July 21, 2017

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Once upon a time, Alizay and Ammy were playing in the garden. It was a sunny day and they were having lots of fun.

They were having a picnic on a huge patchwork blanket laid out on the grass, eating their favourite food...Pizza!

A little while later, big dark clouds began to fill up the sky and the sunshine disappeared. Then, big drops of rain started to fall and so Alizay and Ammy ran into the garden shed to stay dry.

Whilst they were waiting for the rain to stop, Alizay was showing Ammy all of her old toys that were gathering dust in the garden shed.

Alizay pushed her old bicycle out of the way and was surprised to see a trap door beneath

it. There was a big handle on the trap door and Ammy helped Alizay to pull it open.

"I wonder what's down there!" Alizay said.

"It looks rather scary!" said Ammy.

"Come on, let's go and explore!" replied Alizay and she picked up a torch from the work bench in the shed.

With that, they climbed down the narrow steps into the dark tunnel, guided only by the light of the torch. Alizay felt a little bit scared when she saw how dark it was in the tunnel, even with the light from the torch, and she was glad to have Ammy with her.

There was enough room for them to walk side by side in the tunnel, so they held hands as they walked further inside. Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared on the wall that towered over Alizay and Ammy and they froze on the spot and shut their eyes tightly. Then they heard a small squeak and realised that it was nothing more than a tiny mouse who was living in the tunnel. The light from the torch had made the mouse's shadow look gigantic!

"I think we should turn back now," said Ammy and Alizay thought that sounded like a good idea too.

Just as Alizay was about to turn around, she spotted a crack of light in the distance at the other end of the tunnel...and it wasn't coming from their torch!

"Look!" shouted Alizay and her voiced echoed loudly. Ammy saw the light too, so they both scurried towards it to see where this tunnel led to.

As they got closer to the end of the tunnel, they could hear some voices echoing along the walls. They were quiet and Alizay couldn't make out what they were saying, but she was sure there were people on the other end of this tunnel.

A great big laugh suddenly boomed down the tunnel and Ammy grabbed Alizay's hand again.

"Shall we go back?" Ammy whispered.

But Alizay didn't want to turn back now. she pulled Ammy closer. The crack of light was still far away and right up over their heads, but Alizay had spotted something which she couldn't help but explore.

"There are some stairs over there. Come on, Ammy, don't be a scaredy-cat! We have to see what's up there!"

The pair bravely marched over to the stairs at the end of the tunnel, swinging their torch into all the nooks and crannies to chase the shadows away. Steep, stone steps towered in front of them. Together, they clambered up..one, two, three, four... the voices were getting louder and louder. Five, six, seven...

Eventually, they reached the top. The top step was covered in sawdust, and Alizay noticed another wooden trap door, this time over their heads. Light shone through the slats in the wood.

"What does that say?" asked Ammy.

Alizay brushed the dust from the door to find big black letters painted on it. she read aloud, "Push To Open."

Alizay and Ammy looked at each other. Something rattled and banged on the other side of the door.

"I wonder what's up there." Alizay mused, trying to look through the crack. she couldn't see anything at all.

"Maybe monsters... or giants..." Ammy shivered, standing on tip toes to try and see, too.

"Or witches or wizards or fairies!" Pondered Alizay, getting rather excited at the idea of such a big adventure.

"Maybe there's a dragons' lair on the other side!"

"Or an enchanted castle!"

Slowly, Alizay reached up to the long, rusty bolt that was keeping the door shut. Ammy and the mouse that lived in the tunnel watched as Alizay pulled the bolt. The rust made it stiff and hard to move. Alizay pulled harder and, with a creak and a snap, the bolt slid across.

Just as Alizay and Ammy laid their hands on the trap door to give it a good push, it suddenly swung back. A bright white light filled the little dark tunnel. It was so bright that neither Alizay nor Ammy could see anything.

"What are you two doing in there?" Bellowed a very gruff voice. A very gruff voice that Alizay and Ammy recognised all too well!

As their eyes adjusted to the light, and the mouse ran back to his little nook, Alizay and Ammy saw that the tunnel had led all the way back to their house. Those voices didn't belong to giants or monsters or witches or wizards. They didn't even belong to fairies. They belonged to Mum and Dad!

 


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