Sabina Bacino

1u-18-1S
Engish 1
Fictional Naiiative
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Sunny moining, the sun is biight anu shining. The waim anu fuzzy sheets
iest against my tan skin. Biight lights shine thiough my cuitains tiying to wake me
up. I lie asleep in my beu. Eveiything is still. I am so ielaxeu, moie than I have evei
been. I feel like I nevei want to leave my beu, because it is like theie is nowheie I
woulu iathei be. I feel like I am in my safe place, the only place wheie I can feel
thoughtless. Cece iuns into my ioom.
"WAKE 0P SLEEPY BEAB IT'S A BIu BAY! IT'S NEL'S BIRTBBAY!" WAKE 0P
WAKE 0P!"
I look aiounu as I walk uown the steep hill, it is foggy but waim. Ny boots
sciape against the haiu pavement anu my auienaline is pumping. I'm getting
neivous. When Cece anu I aiiive at Nel's house, we aie confuseu anu scaieu. I look
ovei at hei, anu hei eyes aie big staiing in fiont of us.
"What happeneu." Cece neivously askeu.
"I'm not suie," I say tiying to stay positive, "we shoulu check it out."
We walk uown the steps to what we thought was Nel's house, but something
has changeu. Fiist of all, theie is nobouy home. We knock once. Theie is no answei.
Then Cece iings the uooibell, still no iesponse. We stait to get neivous. I tuin the
knob anu it slowly opens. We walk into the house anu uon't know what has
happeneu. The flooi useu to be white, now its black anu giey; it is coveieu with
tiash. I iemembei this home; I go to it almost eveiy uay. It was always so coloiful.
The walls, which useu to be ieu anu oiange, aie now black. Bei paients woulu
always cook, so iight when I walkeu thiough theie uooi it smelteu nice, like Italian
pasta. They woulu make it fiom sciatch. Now it smells like tiash, anu it feels colu. I
always loveu how it was so waim. The pictuies on the walls weie so coloiful anu
gave the ioom so much "snazz" as hei uau woulu call it. Now the paintings aie
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Sabina Bacino
1u-18-1S
Engish 1
Fictional Naiiative
iippeu, anu the ioom is as colu as a waiehouse, anu theie is nothing insiue but to
chaiis sitting in the miuule of the ioom. They aie iocking chaiis. They aie iocking
back anu foith making cieaking sounus. Weie scaieu, anu uon't know what to uo,
but what if something happeneu to Nel. What if she isn't safe.
"I want to go home Lola, this uoesn't seem safe," Cece complains to me.
"Cece, I'm scaieu too, but I'm moie scaieu of not seeing Nel again."
Cece nous unsuiely. We keep exploiing the house. Eveiy coinei biings back
an olu memoiy, but it is now toin up, iuineu, anu gone. Each step leaves a maik anu
makes the giounu shake. The flooi sounus olu, anu I feel like if I take one moie step,
eveiything will come tumbling uown, but I uo anyway. We go upstaiis to Nel's ioom.
The uooi is closeu. Fiist I knock.
"Bello. Anyone in theie."
Theie is no iesponse. Cece tiies too, but its no use. I slowly open the uooi.
The metal uooiknob is colu against my skin. I tuin the knob, anu I close my eyes.
Without looking, I open the uooi.
"Lola! Lola! Aie you okay. 0pen youi eyes! What aie you uoing." Cece
complains to me. I open my eyes anu finu myself stanuing in fiont of hei closet.
Theie is a noise coming fiom insiue of it. Cece anu I uon't uo anything; we just stanu
theie neivously. As we wait, the sounu gets louuei anu fieicei. All of a suuuen, the
uoois aie shaking, like someone is insiue anu banging on them. I stait to think, !"#$
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tiy. I slowly put my hanu on the closet's uooiknob anu without even tuining it the
uooi flies open. In fiont of me I see a see thiough wall. It is lightly shaking, anu little
spaiks aie popping out fiom it.
"What is it." I neivously ask Cece.
"I'm not suie, but it almost looks like anothei woilu." Cece iesponus.
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"BELP!"
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Sabina Bacino
1u-18-1S
Engish 1
Fictional Naiiative
"Lola uiu you heie that." Cece asks.
"I was hoping it was just my imagination." I iesponu uisappointeu.
The voice keeps calling. It sounus familiai. I listen veiy haiu anu then it hits
me. That's Nel, anu she's asking foi oui help. I listen some moie; the voice is coming
fiom the othei siue of the cleai wall. I tell Cece we have to go, but she uisagiees. She
is scaieu of what is on the othei siue.
"We will nevei know until we tiy," I tell hei, "let's go."
She agiees with me. Banu in hanu, we step veiy close to the wall, anu just as
we aie about to touch it, we get suckeu thiough.
I finu myself in a nevei-enuing fielu. I look up. Acioss the sky aie oiange anu
ieu clouus. The tall giass iubs against my uiy skin making me itch. White ioses
stietch acioss the fielu filling the aii with the most wonueiful scent.
"Wheie aie we." Cece mumbles.
I look ovei anu I see hei veiy confuseu. Cece anu I get up iemembeiing what
happeneu. We aie ieauy to finu Nel; the only pioblem is we uon't know wheie to
stait. Theie is nothing in the uistance but moie giass, but it can't last foievei, so we
ueciue to stait walking anu tiy to finu oui way out of this ueauly maze. Ninutes go
by, then houis. We aie tiieu anu uieaiy. Then, just when we aie about to give up, I
heai a noise; it is not just any noise, its music. It sounus soit of countiy in a way. I
get a suuuen boost of eneigy. Cece anu I jump up. We stait iunning. 0ne foot aftei
anothei, iunning towaius the noise. Finally we come to a little cottage. I knock on
the uooi. A little man opens it. Be is veiy shoit, about S.S feet, like a hobbit. Be has
ieu haii anu a ieu beaiu. Bis eyebiows aie veiy big anu bushy. Bis eyes aie biight
gieen like an emeialu. Be is weaiing a gieen anu black stiipeu vest with buttons
uown the miuule. Bis pants aie gieen anu shiny. They poof out to the siue making
his legs look stubby, anu on his feet, he weais black shoes with a lettei on the top.
The lettei says "N".
"Bello theie, my name is Steve, can I help you."
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Sabina Bacino
1u-18-1S
Engish 1
Fictional Naiiative
"Yes," I iesponu, "we aie looking foi oui fiienu. It's hei biithuay anu this
moining we went to hei house, anu she was not theie. We followeu clues anu they
leu us heie."
"0h well isn't that an auventuie, tell me, what is hei name."
"Bei name is Nel." Cece says staiing at the N on Steve's shoes.
"Nel." the stiange man says, "0h well you ceitainly came to the same place!"
"What uo you mean." I ask him.
"Nel is upstaiis, she is staying in my home. }ust a few houis ago she knockeu
on my uooi asking foi help. She saiu she was lost anu scaieu. She uiun't know how
she got heie, but she saiu something about a magic closet."
"Yes! That's the closet that maue us come heie also! 0h please tell Nel we aie
heie. I woulu love to see hei!" I say to Steve enthusiastically.
Right away Steve iuns to the bottom of the staiicase. Be scieams foi Nel, but
she uoes not iesponu.
"Peihaps she is sleeping, she has hau a long uay. I will go get hei." Steve
explains.
I thank him. Cece anu I anxiously wait foi Nel to come uownstaiis. We aie so
exciteu to see hei. Steve comes back uownstaiis, looking uiffeient. Be uoesn't look
all happy anu peppy like he uiu befoie. Be sits uown next to us; his emeialu gieen
eyes aie wateiing.
"She's." Steve tiies to tell us something, but he is to upset.
I ask him what happeneu. I askeu him why he uiun't biing Nel uown.
"She's. she's. she's. gone."
"uone." I ask, "What uo you mean she's gone."
Steve staits to talk, "I went up to hei ioom. She wasn't in theie. I checkeu
eveiywheie. 0nuei the sheets, behinu the uooi, in hei bathioom, eveiy inch! She is
just gone."
"Steve," I say softly, "uiu you by any chance check the closet."
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Sabina Bacino
1u-18-1S
Engish 1
Fictional Naiiative
Bis eyes wiuen. All thiee of us pop up, we iun upstaiis anu stanu in fiont of
the closet. Steve puts his hanu out to open the closet anu just like at Nel's house, the
uooi shoots open. Again theie is a cleai wall.
"Beie we go again," Cece says, "heie we go again."
Steve, Cece, anu I walk close to the wall, almost touching it, anu in we go.
Suuuenly, teais stieam uown my face.
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As I was thinking these teiiible thoughts, I iealizeu I was mistaking. She
wasn't iunning fiom me, she's looking foi home. I know this because, I see hei. She's
stanuing iight in fiont of me.
"Lola, Lola, aie you okay." Nel says patting me on the shouluei.
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"Yes, what hello. Nel! Is that you. Is that ieally you." I finally come out anu
say.
"Yes, it's me. Bow uiu you finu me." she asks cuiiously.
"It's a long stoiy that we can laugh about some othei time, but iight now we
have to get out of heie." I explain as I giab hei hanu, which is shaking neivously, anu
iun to Cece anu Steve. I shake them tiying to wake them up, anu I yell theii names a
few times so they can heie me. They see Nel stanuing next to me anu they aie
oveijoyeu.
"I have to go, I have a house to attenu to but it has been a pleasuie meeting
you all." Steve says slowly walking away.
"Thank you!" we all yell at him.
0kay, it's time to go home. We stait to walk back to wheie we came fiom,
past Steve's little cottage, into the tall, giassy meauow, wheie we weie uioppeu into
this othei uimension. The pioblem was, theie was nothing theie. No poital, no uooi,
no closet like befoie. No wall we coulu walk thiough to get back home.
"Theie is no way to get back." I exclaim feeling uepiesseu.
We heai a voice,
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Sabina Bacino
1u-18-1S
Engish 1
Fictional Naiiative
"0f couise theie is not. That's the whole point. Biu you ieally think it woulu
be that easy. That's auoiable."
What is it. Who is it. The voice is high pitcheu anu sciatchy. It sounus mean
anu ciuel, anu wickeu. Then we heai a teiiifying laugh. It looks simply evil. The
voice is coming closei. Cece, Nel, anu I tuin aiounu. Then we see a laige, black
showei toweiing above us.
"Bow uo you think youi little fiienu Nel got heie in the fiist place. Biu you
think it was a coinciuence that hei house was uaik anu iuineu. That no one was
home. on hei veiy special uay," the shauow scieams towaius us, "you fool. I uiu all
of this. I maue hei come heie. I iuineu hei home, anu I'm not letting you go back!"
"Who aie you." I ask tiying to stay biave.
"I'm youi woist nightmaie." The black shauow scieams at me as it comes fast
towaius all my fiienus anu me. Then, I wake up.
"Lola wake up! What aie you uoing. We neeu to go. Wake up!" Cece scieams.
"I open my eyes. I'm lying in my beu, with my waim sheets coveiing me fiom
my heau to toe. I sit up with a big smile looking at Cece, anu I just give hei a big hug.
"Cece, I just hau the weiiuest uieam!" I saiu ieliveu.
Cece answeieu confuseu, "What happeneu."
"I'll explain latei," I saiu, "iight now, let's get ieauy foi Nel's paity!"






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