Christopher’s Trip

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Christopher’s Trip

Farah Ghazanfari, Contributor

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Christopher was an ordinary boy. He went to his school, did some sports and stuff, and went home and procrastinated. But that all changed when Christopher’s mother announced that they were taking a family trip to Disneyland. Unfortunately, Christopher had two younger siblings, a younger brother and a younger sister. They were both extremely annoying. They pestered him when he was trying to work, relax, or hangout with his friends. He hoped that on this trip they would not be as bothersome, because they had a whole park to explore. However, Christopher was happy, because he would get to miss his math test, which he was definitely not ready for. They were bound to leave for Disneyland in two days, so Christopher started packing his things. But a problem arose as he was doing this: he could not find most of his clothes.

“ChLoEeEe! CaMeRoNnNn!” he yelled.

“Don’t yell through the house!” his mom yelled back.

Christopher heard thudding coming up the stairs and instantly knew it was his loud siblings.

“Did you guys take my things?” he asked.

“No,” they said, looking at each other and giggling.

“Ok,” he said, but he was pretty sure they took them.

Later that night, Christopher prepared for his mission: Operation Get My Stuff Back. He set his alarm for midnight, when everyone else in the house would be asleep. A few hours passed and it was finally midnight. He got out of bed and tiptoed across the hall to his siblings room, which they shared. He had no idea where his belongings might be, but his first instinct was to check the closet. Christopher slowly crept into their room and into the closet. He was poking around in the back, and felt empty space. He stepped though, and fell into what felt like a hole in the ground. Before he knew what was happening, he was falling through the sunny sky, but could not see any ground below him…To Be Continued.

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