The Misplaced Thing
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Kiara Troop, Grade 10, Christ The King Primary School
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Short Story
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2014
Excellence Award in the 'Write As Rain 2014' competition
My misplaced thing is a box named Tim. I found him in a park. It looked sad and very lost so I took it home. It smelt a bit so I took Tim to the bathroom to give him a shower, but he backed away. Tim was speaking a secret language that I could not understand.
That night I heard a noise and I woke up, it was Tim. I turned on the light and believe it or not Tim had three little boxes running all around my bedroom. It sounds a bit crazy that Tim had little boxes inside of him. I said to Tim “What are these little boxes running around my room?” Tim answered back, and believe it or not, I could understand him “These are my feelings…… “This is” pointing at a little grumpy box “Grumpy” then pointing at another box and said “This is Happy” “This last one is called Sad.”
The next day I went to the park with Tim to set him free, but he would not let go of me. That was a BIG problem because I needed to go to school. After half an hour he finally let go of me.
After school I went back to the park to see if he was still there…. But he wasn’t!
Every now and then I see something that doesn’t look right and seems a little lost. Now that feeling is starting to fade and I’m seeing fewer and fewer things that are misplaced and do not fit in.
The End