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Part 1 (Story based on When the Sky Falls)

James scowled through the window, tapping his foot with spite. His eyes skewered any thing that was caught in his gaze and not even happiness would cure him from his misery. It had been a long cold winter so far, especially when Ms. Grumbly had made him work day after day making sure her potatoes and her cabbages were in pristine condition. Every evening she would stroll out into the cabbage patch and spectate the boy’s efforts. James would be locked in the attic with the spiders if there was even a single spec of snow on her crops.

School for James was not as difficult as you would expect. He was top of his class in mathematics and literature, but would come out bruised and scraped from PE. But even so, Ms. Grumbly would show no sympathy and would whack the injured boy with her old, oaken walking stick and would send him immediately onto the cabbage patch. His teacher was a kind man named Mr. Boris who would never shout or get cross. James would enjoy his education and his teacher always ensured that his students got a good one.

Before James left home to be escorted to a safer home, he had a life full of only happiness. His mother would make waffles in the mourning and squeeze extra honey onto his waffles. He preferred his life in London and would wish to live anywhere than here in the countryside. He had 2 cats named Ozwin and Furball who would always sit on his feet so he couldn’t move. He enjoyed his home life and would do anything to get back to London.

Having major insomnia, the boy would peer out of the window each night, only spotting one being stalk the night. The boy had noticed that every midnight, Ms. Grumbly would creep out of the building and lift a
iron lantern above her head, illuminating the darkness, and then the old snake would stalk through the bushes and out of sight. James was inquisitive to know what the woman was hiding from the outside world…

One shadowy night, the cranky lady hissed to the boy,” I think it’s time…” The boy was lead through a forest full of nocturnal creatures, poisonous plants, venomous wildlife and many more unwelcoming sights, but survived, which Ms. Grumbly was surprised by. He dreaded every moment of his journey so far, and he had a lot more of the perilous forest to explore…

There were no clearings through the woods so far, and James was doubting that there would be one through the rest of the route. To his dismay, he was incorrect, but they did not stop to rest. Mainly because there was a snake scouting the terrain, but also because Ms. Grumbly ignored the pleads coming from the young evacuee. The rest of the route was like balancing on a knife’s edge, having only just avoided many dangers, but soon the evacuee’s mentor stopped…

They faced a cave. Not a large one. Not a small one. Just a cave. ” WELL? Are you going in?” The woman cackled as the boy took a step into the darkness…

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