Write your own story called An unexpected visitor.

You will need to consider:

Narrator Who will tell the story? How?

Character Who are your characters?

How do they know one another?

Setting Where is your story set?

Will it stay in one setting or move to another?

Plot How will the plot develop?

Is the visitor welcome or not?

What happens in the end?

A young girl named Ava Hargreeves was reading a storybook in her bedroom when suddenly she saw a
kid outside standing at the entrance of the mansion.

***

It was on an unusual late afternoon on October 10, 1989. It was eerily calm and quiet. The only sound
alive was me flipping through the pages of my favourite storybook (‘Holes’) in my bedroom. When I was
just about to read the next chapter of the book, with the excitement running in my veins, the doorbell
suddenly rang.

‘DING DONG!’

“What a way to ruin the moment!” I scoffed.

I wondered who that could be. I put the storybook down on my bed and quickly went downstairs. I
heard the front door opening with a loud creak. My big brother Luther was already in the hallway. (He
has the ability of Super-Speed. Pretty cool huh?)
“Who is it?” I asked as I came down the stairs.

Luther stood there in shock and stayed as silent as a mouse. A kid was standing at our entrance of the
mansion, smiling and waving at me. I walked towards the front door, and couldn’t believe my eyes.

“N-No...you can’t be him,” I said, shivering and confused. Luther opened his mouth slowly and
immediately asked a ton of questions,

“What is exactly going on? Little number Five? Why do you look like a 13-year-old kid? How are you
even back here?”

“Let me in first,” Five said with a smirk on his face.

Luther and I stood there in silence, still frozen like ice, as we watched Five teleporting into our kitchen
table, grabbing a cup of coffee. (He has the ability of space-time manipulation)

We both walked to the kitchen table and sat down with Five. We looked into the eyes of each other
awkwardly for a few seconds.

Honestly, it was a great surprise to see our brother again. For as long as I can remember, he was gone
for almost more than 10 years. He’s got some serious explaining to do. Hence, I started the
conversation.

“So, are we going to talk about what just happened?” I asked in confusion.

Five laughed with his arm crossed. “Well, first I’d like to say how good it feels to be back here,” Five said
while smiling at us.

“It’s been 16 years, Five!” Luther stood up, getting furious.

“It’s been a lot longer than that.” Five uttered, drinking his coffee. “Look, it’s hard to explain, but I was
stuck in the future for 45 years, give or take. Jumping through space is a simple thing, but jumping
through time is a toss of the dice,” he implied.

Luther’s eyes traveled to me. Five then described how he got the equations wrong when he jumped
back to the past, which made him look like a 13-year-old again, but his conscience is a 58-year-old
person.

Luther and I were astonished and speechless. Then, Five left the kitchen and vanished into thin air.
There was a moment of silence before Luther said,

“Well…that was interesting.”

“When I see him again I’ll knock some proper sense into his now 13-year-old head. He put himself in so
much danger, all we have to each other so we can’t afford to lose him too,” I said.

Luther looked at me determined and nodded in agreement. I’m glad we could finally agree on
something for once. After all, we’re siblings.