I was just searching through my documents and found this short story I had forgotten I had written. So I'm sharing it with you! Enjoy!
The
door was locked, and I couldn't find the key. Some strange,
mysterious person must have carried me while I was sleeping into this
dimly lit room, and locked the door on the outside. Of course on the
inside, there was a keyhole. And that darn key wouldn't show itself.
I'd been feeling all over the floor and had found nothing. All there
was in the room was a small wooden chair, a dark dresser, and a frail
cot. 'Not many places for a key to hide,' you may say. Well,
unfortunately
I discovered many wide cracks in the planked floor that the key may
have fallen through, and that fact made my level of hope drop down a
mile.
I
decided to look in the dresser drawers. I started at the top, and in
the first four drawers I found nothing but lint. But when I got to
the last drawer, I reached to the very back, and felt something
small! I wrapped my fingers around it, and pulled it out slowly. I
turned my head, and looked at what I had found. It was–- a baby
flashlight. Not quite what I was hoping for, but it could be useful.
I started looking in between the planks. I looked down into one of
the wide cracks, and shined the light from the tiny flashlight onto
what looked like metal. 'That's
funny,' I
thought. I pushed my fingers through the crack and pulled up on the
plank. A small, foot-long piece of it came out! There below was an
open tin box, and in that, was a tiny wooden chest. I opened it up,
and saw a little, decorated key. My heart started beating fast. I
stood up, walked over to the door, and inserted the key into the
keyhole. I turned it, opened the door, and heard, “APRIL FOOLS!”
The
End
