I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE ONE OF MY FEW SHORT STORIES, THAT
I HAVE WRITTEN MANY YEAR BACK THEY ARE CHILDREN STORIES. THAT
I WROTE ABOUT & FOR MY SON WHEN HE WAS VERY YOUNG. i WANTED TO DO
SOMETHING FOR ALL OF YOU! MY DEAR FRIENDS & FOLLOWERS FOR STAYING
WITH ME THESE ALMOST 2-YEARS THIS JANUARY. I COULDN'T HAVE DONE
OR HAVE THIS INCREDIBLE BLOG WITHOUT ALL OF YU! THAT ARE ALL OVER
THIS WORLD! i THANK YOU ALL FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.. i LOVE
YOU ALL VERY MUCH HUGSSS AND KISSESS YUR WENDY.... I HOPE YOU ENJOY
AND LIKE THE STORY
A Curious Box of Chalk-
By Wendy Yukihirio
Wanda
is her name and she is a most wicked enchantress. She loves to trick children
with
her special box of chalk.
With a skinny purple hand, she set the box by a narrow path near a
park. Then she was gone.
Five and a half year old Kai and his buddy Blue Monkey
were exploring by the bushes
that hid the path.
“Look what I found,” said Kai looking at the box. It had
funny carved markings and
looked very old. He picked
it up. “I wonder what’s inside.”
“Oh…,” said Blue Monkey rubbing his nose, “I think I do
not know.”
“Aren’t you curious?”
Blue Monkey shrugged and looked at the box. He felt
uneasy. He had a terrible feeling
they should not open it.
Kai opened the box. The chalk inside sparkled. Each
pieced of chalk had a clown
carved into it.
“Wow. Look at this!”
“Let’s put the box back. This may be a bad thing,” said
Blue Monkey.
“Don’t be silly! Just think of what we can draw.”
Kai carefully pulled out one of the pieces of chalk. It
felt very heavy and he
almost dropped it.
“Maybe I’ll draw a castle,” he said.
He started with a long line for the bottom of a castle.
His hand felt strange. It was
as if someone was moving it
for him. Walls and towers appeared. His hand was moving
faster now. It was almost a
blur as his hand quickly filled in amazing detail.
He could not believe what he was seeing. He knew he could
not draw this well.
“Let’s go Kai,” said Blue Monkey. “It’s foggy. I can
hardly see.”
“Take your paws off your
face and you’ll see better,” said Kai standing up. “But
you’re right, it is foggy.
Let’s go.”
He put the box of chalk into his pocket and took one more
look at his drawing. “I
still don’t know how I did
it Blue Monkey.”
The path was hard to see, but the fog seemed to be moving.
They could see parts
of it clearing and even
streaks of sunlight. In one of the clearings there appeared an
enormous castle.
“Look!” shouted Kai. “There is my castle! It’s real!”
They raced to the massive old weathered door in front of
the castle. The sun was
was and Blue Monkey almost
forgot his fears.
Kai touched the door handle. His hand slipped through it
as if it was not there at
all. Thinking fast, Kai
turned and grabbed Blue Monkey’s paw. Both fell hard and rolled
over on a cold hard floor.
Inside, everything was quite unusual. Large paintings of
clowns covered the walls.
The windows were many shapes
of harlequins. There appeared to be no other way into the
room except for the door
they just fell through. Then, looking at the ceiling, they were
surprised to see it covered
by hundreds of little doors. Each door had a picture of a clown
on it.
“Aaagh!” bellowed Blue
Monkey pointing at the strange black ivy crawling all over the
room. “The black ivy is
moving Kai. See! That piece is coming towards us!”
Kai looked. It did seem to wiggle a little bit. “It must
be a breeze,” he said,
Blue Monkey threw his paws in the air. “What breeze?
There is no breeze!”
They stared at each other not knowing what else to say or
do.
A thumping noise came from the ceiling getting louder and
louder. They looked
up. Hundreds of doors
flashed open crashing like hammers against the ceiling. Thousands
of balloons floated down.
Each had a face of a smiling clown on it.
Blue Monkey shook his head. He did not like the black
ivy, but all the colorful
Balloons were beautiful as
they floated down.
Strange music was coming from somewhere. It sounded like
an announcement.
Hundreds of little clowns
came swinging down on long ropes from the ceiling. Several
called to Kai and Blue
Monkey. “Come play with us!”
They each grabbed a rope and began swinging, bouncing the
balloons off their feet.
“Look
a me, I’m flying,” said Kai. “Wheeeeeee!”
They
were laughing and giggling flying from wall to wall with their new friends.
No
one seemed to notice the fast growing, black ivy snaking everywhere. It had
already covered all the
walls and was inching up the ceiling. The balloons covered most of
the twisting ivy on the
floor.
After a while, a few of the ropes stopped moving as
strong tentacles clutched onto them
and held them onto the
floor.
Kai and Blue Monkey were now chasing each other in a game
of tag. Blue Monkey was
Just about to catch Kai when
both heard the shrieks of the clowns in their tiny voices.
“THE IVY! THE IVY! IT’S COMING AGAIN!”
In horror, the clowns quickly scooted up the ropes to the
ceiling.
“Climb with us! They shouted.
Kai and Blue Monkey climbed up the ropes as fast as they
could, but soon began to tire.
“Help us!” cried Blue Monkey. “You’re too big for us!”
they squealed.
The doors in the ceiling started to slam shut as cut
ropes fell among the balloons and
Twisting black ivy.
“Go,” said Kai to his small friends. “We can make it.”
The clowns turned and reluctantly scampered up the ropes.
One shouted back,
“Keep trying. We’ll think of
something.”
Except for the two above, Kai and Blue Monkey, all of the
hundreds of doors had
slammed shut.
“I think this is a bad place,” said Blue Monkey.
“Keep climbing,” said Kai. “We’ll make it.”
Both were climbing more slowly now. The ivy was starting
up their ropes.
“This is a bad place,” said Blue Monkey.
Kai glared at him.
“This is a very bad place,” said Blue Monkey.
“Will you stop saying that!” yelled Kai. “Keep climbing!”
The black ivy was gaining on them, slowly twisting up the
rope.
Blue Monkey felt some drops of water on his face. Kai
noticed it too.
“I think it is starting to rain on us Kai. The rain is
coming through the doors. How
can that be?”
Kai shrugged. “I don’t know, but I think it is helping
us. Look! The drops are
Making holes in the ivy.”
The rain was heavier now making their eyes blink. They
could barely see the tiny clowns
Smiling and waving at them.
Everything began to fade.
Moments later Kai and Blue Monkey were back in the park
standing in the rain.
The drawing of the castle on
the sidewalk was washing away.
Kai took the box out of his pocket. “We need to destroy
this chalk Blue Monkey.”
“But how?”
“Put it in a puddle.”
“Will
that work?”
“I
hope so.”
“There’s
a big puddle over there, said Blue Monkey.
Kai
heard his mother’s voice. “Kai. Kai. Where are you?”
He
quickly threw the box of chalk into the deep puddle with a big splash. “I’m
coming,”
he shouted.
Later that day the sun came out and the puddle was gone.
A little girl was playing by the
path and bent over to pick
up something.
“Hey mommy, look what I found,” said the little girl.
In her hand was an old box with funny markings on it.
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