The ‘Invisiblising’ Spray Can

• Luke Alford, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2014

Vroom Vroom. I race down the road heading to Bunnings to get a rake for my sister as she needs it for her chores. Rock star car park! I walk in and head to the garden tools when out of the corner of my eye I see a floating spray can. I jog towards it – it’s still there. It says it’s invisible. I’ll take it!! I speed home to tell my family – or should I tell them? I could play pranks on them. I will be an evil mastermind. Bwaha…bwahahahaa.

I test the spray can out. Awesome, it works! “Hey, Dad, look, there’s Superman”, I shout, pointing up to the sky, while with the other hand I shove an invisible cream pie into his face. It whooshes as it flies through the air. “Ewww, what was that?” Dad cries. “What was what?” I ask innocently. Dad gets a cloth and starts to wipe his face. “It feels like a cream pie”, said Dad. I giggle away in the corner of the room, until it turns into an actual laugh. Dad looks confused and wonders how I did it.

Eventually, I get bored not having anyone to play with, so I spray myself to get back to normal. It doesn’t work - I'm still invisible! Looking at the instructions, I realise I can’t get back to normal, but am convinced there must be an antidote, so I stay up all night researching. My antidote is behind a waterfall in the Amazon Rainforest!

I pack my bag while his family get concerned about my strange behaviour. On the bus to the airport, I book my private plane. I get to the airport and run onto the plane, sitting in my favourite seat. I go to sleep, waking up the next morning in the Amazon Rainforest, lying on a log. “Now I should be looking for a waterfall”, I think. I put my papers back in my backpack, look up and see a majestic waterfall. I walk towards the back of the waterfall; water smashes onto the rocks. Then I spy a chest.

As I walk towards it, I see skeletons. I open the chest and an alarm sounds. Lasers turn on. At the same time a monkey grabs my banana out my backpack. Should I get the spray can or run for my life? I grab the spray can and run onto my private plane, screaming ‘GO!, GO!, GO!’ to the pilot. We fly off with gunshots being fired at the plane.

I land back in Melbourne, home at last. I put my hand out, ‘taxi please’. I get in the taxi. I’m singing along with the radio. “Please be quiet”, says the taxi driver. I knock on the door while getting the re-invisibiliser spray can out and I spray myself. “I’m back!” “Luke, where did you go?” asks the family. "Nowhere you need to know about".