The Treasure
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Katrina Corcoran, Grade 4
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Short Story
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2016
I am so hot. Only the trees give my cool wind; I have my pocketknife in case of emergencies. I have been walking for a day trying to find the dungeon that has the treasure, my map is wrong like I expected, so I am completely lost. I only have two litres of water left, I know that sounds like a lot, but out here, it will only last an hour or so.
It has now been four hours and I have found this big staircase to a DUNGEON!! I’ve done it without the map. I know how I got here, I had a growth mind set and I trusted my instincts. I wonder what is inside? If it is gold or money, I will give it to a charity because I don’t want poor people to die. I want their lives to be healthy and happy, not sick and sad. I run up the stairs to go inside, the door opens by itself, I didn’t need to bang it open with my axe. I saw a chest right in the open, I ran as fast as I can to it, but I didn’t notice that there was a pressure plate and I fall down this massive hole, there is no way out! How will I get out? Then an idea popped into my head.
I had my grappling hook. I keep on swinging it around until it was untied, I threw it up so high, it reaches the top and I started climbing up and up until I was free!
I continue to go to the treasure chest, this time I watch my step; I miss all the pressure plates and arrows and the bobby traps. I run as fast as I can, but all of a sudden, I started to sweat, there is a big puddle of sweat, I looked over the edge and there was lava!
I quickly get out my phone to get my lava proof car, but my phone has melted so I press the emergency button on my lava proof car and drove it to the chest. I opened the chest and in there was...
NOTHING NOOO!!! The end