Magic world.

"Good night," a mother said to her child. She didn't know her child, who was fifteen, was going to sneak the minute she closed the door. The teen was laying awake, ready to jump out of the window and onto the roof. The door was closed. He ran out of bed, and jumped up to the window. The window flung open.

He climbed out. Not knowing that the reality's were warped so that he was entering the magic version of his town. The teen saw monsters roaming the streets. Not scared, thinking they were seniors from the high school. He climbed down from the roof. A giant bat swooped to catch him as he fell.

The bat took him to a cave high up in a mountain. "Why why, do we have a sneaky sneakster," it said.

"I'm not going anywhere," he stammered. "Just getting fresh air."

"Bah! The air is never fresh here!" It said as it beat its wings. A crack, and the bat turned around to see a big crocodile.

"Let him go," the croc said. "I'm hungry."

"NOOOO!" The bat's voice was sounding robotic but natural at the same time. "I found him. He was sneaking out! My domain!" As the two giant animals fought, the teen ran. He ran downed the mountain to his house.

He climbed up the storm pipe, back into his normal reality and went into his bed. Slept.


The lesson from this story is, never sneak out.


Forever, Mister Owl