The Real Haunted House
by
Deborah Natelson
August 17, 1994
Once there was a little girl, Rainbow Rose,
who was very small. She had a big
sister. One day she and her sister,
Rosabelle, went for a ride. They dropped
out of the back of the truck and they thought something was a pretend haunted
house, but it really was a real haunted house.
The
younger sister was very excited. She
wanted to go in it, because she was wondering what it would look like
inside. She thought, “What fake witches
would live in a haunted house?”
Of
course, Rosabelle thought it was a fake haunted house, because she was 13 and
her little sister was 10.
And
so they went inside. There was a rainbow
trap door and a black trap door. They
thought, “What ugly creatures would live in that black drap door.” But they were mistaken: The ugly creatures lived in the rainbow
door.
So
they went in the rainbow door because they thought good creatures would live in
the rainbow door. But they couldn’t get
out, because once you come in you can’t come out, because it’s a trap door.
Rainbow
Rose said, “Why are these called a trap door?”
Rosabelle
answered, “Because you’re trapped once you get inside them and you can’t get
out.”
They
were floating because there was no gravity.
The monsters were slobbering their stew, and then they put a couple of
humans in, but they missed Rainbow Rose and Rosabelle. The girls were glad.
They
said to the monsters, “Hey, would you like a candy piece?” They were tricking them.
The
monsters said, “Okay, but it has to be good or we’ll eat you instead.”
They
said, “Okay, here’s a piece,” and it was a trick and it really made the
monsters’ mouths stuck shut.
But
the girls didn’t know that the monsters’ feet were talking, and their stomach
opened up and they ate with their stomach.
So the monsters didn’t mind that their mouths were stuck shut.
The
girls said, “If you don’t open this door I’m going to send you to Alaska.”
The
monsters said, “I’m afraid of Alaska because there are people there.”
“Then
why aren’t you afraid of us?” the girls asked.
“Because
you’re fat babies.” The girls looked
like babies because they were so small to the monsters.
The
girls found the key at last and they went home.
THE END.
The Trap Door by Deborah Jeanne Natelson
One
day I was a prima ballerina and I was stuck in a trap door. There was a rainbow side and a black side.
But
I went in the rainbow one and I went the wrong way.
I
travelled from many planets and my home was Jupiter.
One
time I landed on a star and couldn’t find my way and fell into a trap door and
it was the same one and I went the black way.
And
I got back home and then I fell through a trap door. And slimy monsters caught me and my crew of
ballerinas. And that wasn’t fun.
We
almost got thrown in hot lava, but we killed them with a light sword.
And
then the whole wide Jupiter fell into the trapdoor.
And
I got back to Jupiter. And I played with
my friends.
It
was huge. I was scared. But my friend helped me not be scared. And Jupiter got back up from the trap door. And we lived happily ever after.
THE
END.
