The Unrealistic

• Quade Hanson, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2022

I heard knocking at my door when I was watching tv. I checked the cameras on my phone to see if it was not one of those criminals that get around here often. Loud knocking came from the door.

As I hopped off my phone, after seeing the cameras. The person at the door was a young man who covered himself in dark brown clothes with a black hood over his head. By the time I opened the
door, he was gone in a flash. But he left an orange note that said “You were chosen (by the Mayor) to work at the new hit restaurant -Chasey Mouse” I picked up the note and
put it on the counter.

As I was walking to my room, slowly and tiredly, I heard some tiny footsteps running rapidly behind me. I turned my head as fast as I could to see what it was. A tiny little mouse ran as fast as it could around my apartment. It ran into my bedroom and went under the bed. I immediately moved my bed and that was when I saw a massive hole in the wall that could fit a grown man. I squeezed my body through the white wall and on the other side was a lot of stairs that led down to a hidden basement.
I ran down the stairs quickly to explore what was down there. Soon my shoelaces came undone and I tripped and landed on my ankle. I couldn’t walk properly after that happened. I had to drag my ankle along the floor. It hurt at first but I got used to it.

I grabbed my blue and green car keys and walked down the stairs to the apartment. Down the stairs was a small man with a smiling clown mask “Who are you?” I called out from the other side of the hallway. The brown tan carpet was wet and silky “What was happening?” I questioned walking to the clown-faced freak. I said “Who are you?” The clown looked up at me from the end of the hall and suddenly started running towards me “Ahhh help anyone!” I rushed up the stairs faster than ever. I eventually made it to the seventh hall which was where my room was. I locked the door and looked through the peephole. I started to call the police because I was scared to go out there by myself with that thing or person.

“000 how may I help you?” The police said on the phone. The door started to shake as the clown on the other side of the door knocked and banged “A break-in!” I said terrified “ Yeah we know we're outside your building.” The police said when I went to look out the window. All I could see were the flashing lights on the police cars. But that was when I saw the clown walking out of the building, I knew I was safe.