Sunday, June 6, 2010

Golden Balloons

This is a story that I wrote for Miss Jessica Muckle one day while I was supposed to be paying attention in cell bio. I'd "love to know what my readers think." HAHAHAHAH. Enjoy.


Once upon a time, there was a red sweater, a balloon and a hankie. One day, a little boy was bouncing on the balloon, and it popped.
The little boy began to cry, so he wiped his face with his hankie. After that, he decided to put on his red sweater and go outside.
Outside, he saw a dragon breathing fire at a little girl. He ran after the dragon with his sword!
The dragon, using its tail, swept the two children onto his back, and began to fly away. The children were too terrified to jump off.
Soon, night had fallen and the dragon had taken the children to a secret cave.
The dragon began to walk to the back of the cave, and the children didn't know what to do, so they decided to follow him.
The dragon led them to an underground tunnel. Suddenly, two trolls jumped out and began to run towards the children with their teeth bared and claws ready.
The dragon roared, and then burned the trolls to a crisp.
The dragon continued to lead the children down the tunnel. Finally, they reached a massive golden door. The dragon, opening the door, was suddenly illuminated by a glow protruding from the room.
The children ran to the door, and were in awe of the great shining treasure heaps that filled the room.
The dragon told them that he was very lonely, and longed to have some friends to play with in his massive heap of treasure.
He found a golden balloon. Handing it to the boy, he said that this balloon would never pop.
The boy sat on the balloon and began to float!
The children had a wonderful night playing with the dragon and his treasure. Soon, the sun began to rise and the children realized that their parents would soon begin to worry.
The dragon took the children on his back.
Shortly before dropping them off, he thanked them for playing with him and said that he hoped that he would see them again soon.
The children were never the same again, and whenever night fell, the children both glowed like the treasure that belonged to the dragon.
The End.
Copyright, Robin Hansen 2010.

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