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Draft 1 - Supper

“AAAAATCHOOO!” A huge sneeze sounded from inside our bedroom. No, it wasn’t Niles catching dust, it was me, Luke, Resus and Cleo. We certainly weren’t faking it, not this time with Luke and Resus. We were sick with a cold and had to stay off school. Our eyes were heavy, our noses were red and snot was leaking out of our noses. Bella and Sue were checking our temperature and making sure we were alright. There were tissues littered everywhere, but Cleo and I were sensible and threw our tissues into the bin near our bed. “Oh dear, you don’t seem well,” said Sue. “You certainly aren’t faking it this time, Luke.” “Yeah, mub,” snuffled Luke, “I tried everything to not go to school, but all this time I didn’t know I was going to catch a cold.” “Hmmmm - there must be germs all around the school,” said Bella. “Well by big siblings didn’t dow it,” I croaked, “It’s usually the dogs that spread da germs, what with licking school property.” I sniffed. “I’ve already phoned Dr Skulley and Calypso, and you guys are all wrapped up nice and warm.” said Sue, “What you need is plenty of rest.” “Okay,” I sniffed, but around me, Luke, Resus and Cleo were asleep, snoring loudly because of their colds. My eyes were getting heavy already, so I snuggled in between Luke and Cleo and fell asleep as Bella turned out the light.


Hours passed until day turned to night. It was way past tea time and toothbrushing time, which is exactly why Luke, Resus, Cleo and I slept all through the afternoon. At midnight, I awoke and yawned. Luke, Resus and Cleo woke up too. “We’ve bissed tea!” I croaked. “And to think we deed plenty to eat and drink when we have a cold,” said Resus, “Of all da times I’ve beed ill, I think I am. Plus, dere’s mucus buildig up in by throat as I speak.” “Eeewww,” said Cleo, “I think dis goes for be too, my head’s hurting like-” But she was interrupted by a squeaking that seemed to come from the bottom of the bed. “Did you bake dat squeakig?” I asked. “Doe, how about you?” asked Luke. “Doe, I think Cleo did it,” said Resus. “Hey, don’t look at be,” said Cleo. But then we all looked around. There was a little mouse staring right at us, cleaning its whiskers. It had huge round ears that seemed familiar to us, and large black eyes. I looked at the mouse, then I looked at the Mickey Mouse doll on my shelf. “Mickey…?” I asked.


The mouse then leapt off the bed and ran towards our bedroom wall. A door began to form in the wall of our room, and opened with a creak, with the mouse hopping inside. We got out of bed and followed the mouse to the door. We opened it to see blackness. When we looked down, we could see a duvet that looked and was shaped like a slide. “After you,” I said to Luke. Each of us went through the door and slid down the duvet towards a small opening at the bottom. We were laughing in squeaky, cold-driven voices as we rolled down the duvet. There were pillows everywhere, and as there were, there were also toys flying gently around us, not hard ones, but soft ones like dollies and teddies. We were getting closer and closer towards the opening, and it was not a bright white light, but a warm, golden light….

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