Mind Muser
"How long have you been trapped here with Mrs. Cavendish?" said Victoria during lunch. She put down her sandwich. The meat was rubbery and rank with a strange spice.
"I’ve been here 8 weeks," said Jacqueline.
A tiny girl with two black braids squeaked, "For me it’s been five days."
"I don’t even know," said a girl with brown hair and glasses, "I’m pretty sure it’s been more than a year though… my name is Amanda by the way!"
"I don’t know how long anyone’s going to stay," Amanda said.
"But we do know," said Jacqueline, leaning closer, "that nobody stays past their thirteenth birthday."
Amanda and some other children nodded solemnly as they ate.
Then Victoria noticed how fake Amanda’s movements seemed, her face looked like plastic as if they were dolls.
"Why do you look like that?" Victoria asked.
"Look like what?" said Amanda.
"Like... dolls or puppets or something," said Victoria.
"I don't know," said Amanda, examining her hands, "she changes you... you’ll see in coaching."
"What’s coaching?" said Victoria.
"It’s when she fixes you," Amanda explained "she makes you stop doing whatever you’re doing that made her take you here in the first place."
"Oh..." said Victoria, "That sounds awful!"
"It is," said Amanda.
"What does she do to you?" asked Victoria.
Just as Amanda was about to answer they heard footsteps. "Uh oh!" said Amanda "She’s coming!!"
The gofers were running around bumping into each other.
The girl with black braids choked on her food. Jacqueline thumped her shoulder and said, "Pull it together Caroline."
Immediately the table went silent as Mrs. Cavendish walked into the room.
"Hello children," said Mrs. Cavendish in a sickly sweet voice, "Lunch is over," she smiled. It was then when Victoria realized she would be finding out more about coaching in a few minutes, "Time for class…
There's something evil in the shadows. |
Nice job, Amanda!
ReplyDeleteYou did an awesome job!
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