Chapter 2

The two greetings

“My name is Mr Chelsespencer,” he said in a grand voice. He looked at Panda then the book and placed his skinny fingers on top of it. “ So I can see that you’re amazed by the items that I have,”  he said and waited for a reply. Panda spoke out and Mr Chelsespencer told him that he could look around the Emporium but he’s not allowed to touch the book or draw in it.  There would be consequences if he did.

After pretending to look around, he quietly tiptoed to the back of the book, but it was locked. As he was looking for it he found a bronze key that fitted the lock in the book. He opened it quietly and as he was flicking through the pages he found unexplained drawings of Sky castles, a school that looks familiar, a very long book that stretched for miles and a drawing of scribbles. He found a pen and started to draw a drawing that was from his childhood life, there was a little cottage and he drew a mistake that he tried to rub out but it didn’t go.

There was a big vibration that could’ve caused destruction to the Emporium,  arrows pointing to a turquoise door appeared. As he opened it, something pushed him, he stood up and the arrows still pointed to the door., He took little steps as small as a mouse. He heard wind brushing through trees and birds chirping peacefully. He saw a cottage that looked like what he drew  in the book and there was a path that led to it. 

The cottage looked very comfy and  with everything Panda needed: an apricot coloured couch that you sit on to relax; lots of untouched and precious windows; a fireplace that was brightly burning wood and a kitchen that you’ll think of in your dreams. Upstairs there was: a tuscan sun colored bed that’s comfortable to sleep in; a bathroom that was made of slippery marble; a hologram that shows a pond that is calmer than a playground that’s empty. Panda went down the stairs and said, “ This is a nice place to live in.”

Suddenly, there was a heavy smash that made Panda jump. He investigated what made the sound. Then there was a very distorted shadow figure that was as big as a classroom size whiteboard, it turned its head as fast as the engine of a plane. He ran out of the cottage but it dragged him back with its long arm, he was freed from the elastic arm and ran into the petrifying woods to find the exit but there was none. Releasing that there was no escape, a shivering voice spoke out, “ COME BACK.” 

IF I WERE SUMMONED TO MAKE A TREASURE,I WOULD TAKE :

If i were summoned

To create a treasure,

I would take:

The painful sting of the Lion’s Mane jellyfish,

The fightful bite of the cobra snake,

The erupting sound of the Killer Whale,

The black smoke of the  Pacaya,

The honk of the crismon New-York car,

The antique painting of the Monalisa painting in the Louver museum,

The furious roar of the tornado,

The shudder of the earthquake power,

The overlapping heat of the Savanna,

The scorting blaze of the heat from the  S2-18 star

The powerful storm of Jupiter and its batches of moons.

The eeri vibe of the Taj Mahal story in the past,

The petrifying screams of the Blood point road in Cherry Valley.

Go and open the honey door,

Maybe you’ll see carrots being eaten by rabbits,

Or fire dancing in the heat of the volcano.

Go and open the teal door,

Maybe you’ll be swimming above the depths of the ocean,

Or sharks swimming around as fast as a tornado spin.

Go and open the basil door,

Maybe you’ll feel the touch of soft grass,

Or a rabbit nibbling on emerald cabbage.

Go and open the crimson door,

Maybe a volcano erupt molten lava,

Or red berries swinging and dancing in the tender breeze.

Through the frost door,

Snowflakes dance along the freezing wind,

A cluster of snowballs waiting to been thrown,

 or clouds being consumed by by others.

A spider is                                                                                                                                                                                 as fury as a pom hair,                                                                                                                                                           like a moving hair with long legs.                                                                                                                                      Eight-legged creatures.

A tree is,                                                                                                                                                                                   as strong as led,                                                                                                                                                                     Like a helping us breath.                                                                                                                                                      A room of solidors.

A shooting star is

as bright as a golden star,

like a flash of  yellow.

Golden beam.

A cloud is,

As wet as a heavy rain,

like a white as silver.

Lonely fluff .

A bird is,

as fast as a prepared Benz race car,

like the wind is blowing particals,

Free as a egal.

Gregory Grey hated to leave home.He Glanced at the tempered glass window and looked at the heavy rain falls that would soon flood the garden. He really wanted to go back but a crazy war was happening and the house floor started to get very soaked.He slept at a huge room that was on the 4th floor and he lived with Mr.Glamrock.F who likes cooking but even if the war news comes up, he will start to cook greasy things like hamburger with dozens of pickles which is disgusting.His home is 5 floors high with very important stuff, on the first floor there were lots and I meant lots of massive glass statue’s while the 2nd 3rd and 4th floor were normal.Also they had a very powerful conservation and they never ever had a peep or a squeak of it.

His first day of school was easy because they all shared answers when there was very hard question and a person from the S.A.G got it.His new teacher was and bit SKINNY and he says that’s he on a diet but he caught him red handed.His teacher name is Mrs.leem who is very long with high black heel shoes,she is a normal person but sometimes creepy, once an alarm went off and she made her class close their eyes, then she hid a person in the massive class and when it ends they had to find the person who’s missing.  

Few days have passed, and Gregory’s guardian is starting to get a very suspicious mood with him going outside every 12:50 – 1:05 he comes back in, he starts to look at what he is doing and he always goes to a very cold den that’s called “the ice clog zone”. So he starts to sneakily go out.Outside, the moon shines brightly on a nearby pond which he looked at for a while.Inside, silence disappears with the wind booming out. Within moments, he glimpsed to see that Mr Glamrock. F was dashing, he ran into the house and pretended to look like the door was locked and jumped to his bed before Mr G.F came to see if he was sleeping.

So every night Gregory starts to do the same, he goes to the path to the den then stays for 1 minutes and 40 seconds and goes back home. Then one cloudy day, Mr G.F asked him to come with him when he goes out at night. A few hours later, he decided to show him, so they went. Inside the den, a very cold and slippery which was , ice? A very large figure grew on two feet and opened its very sky blue eyes, “ Meet boom boom he’s a polar bear,” replied Mr G.F , his claws are very thin and short but very powerful. Gregory stood in perilled  fear.

Boom Boom looked at Gregory with his black piercing eyes, the body of the bear was midnight black, rose red and orange sunset that looked like stripes or too many straps.He led out an astonishing roar to the boy which flew him back as powerful as a tornado blow. His eyes were black as a serial killer’s soul. Its fur swished up and down like a used swing and the ears are small as a teddy bear and his feet are thick as a  dead blue whale. Gregory’s jaws opened. What kind of man keeps a flipping polar bear? He thought. Just in a second, the bear marched to him as bold as a hippo with its jaws of death, and gave a sniff in the boy’s ragged shorts, the bear sniffing like a maniac, “ I think that there might be something in the pocket,” says Mr Glamrock.F, putting is hand and felt something wet.He took it out and there was a very thin but big catfish . He threw it to the glass wall which the unmelted snow covered all over it, the fish hit the wall and  the bear leaped onto the dead wet fish.

“ Maybe, if you get some more fish when we meet him and soon he will like you,” spoke Mr Glamrock.F as they walked out of the wooden den like dom that he decorated a long time ago.The midnight moon beamed its brightness on a fresh pond as silence ran over the forest, the wind howled over the crooked trees and the path out of the forest was messy as a childs room, until… a massive SPLASH shook the boy, and in a few seconds Mr Glamrock.F  told him that he’s in the pond finding fishes.

 “ So, when did you find him,” says Gregory looking at the pond “ Ok, but it’s a very and I mean it very important secret, when I was a kid I always wanted a polar bear but my parents says that its to deadly, then they decided to get me a dog and gagged about it if it broke their precious things, decades after that, I went to the canadian region and found him,as a cub, bashing the snow like he doesn’t care but when I got closer I’d seen a  red spot on its bottom left feet I healed then I took it home but when I was walking  the police nearly caught me but I was likely to escape, just imagine what happened if the found out,” says Mr Glamrock.F as they enter their 4 stortery house.

Days passed,and Boom boom started to follow him if he was about to bring another sloppy fish, but to make sure that he doesn’t get caught by those nasty people, Gregory put a brown clean cloth and try to put him on a very big and strong cart.As he pull him to the house and tried to fit him through until people starts to knocking on the door, 10 sneaky people were at the door on 

Wednesday because they wanted to look at what the weak boy put in the house but they didn’t get caught. 94 people were addicted to carts people were at the door for an unrated cart on sunday. Soon many dumb people started to look through the tempered window as creepy as a person that is stalking you, looking if their hiding something.

Weeks after that incident, Gregory started to learn how to ride him on the back but only in the freezing cold shed until Gregory found out that if the polar bear is out for to long in the sissling sun he will change color from white to brown and night brown to back.Gregory every night, tip toes down and open the creakest door in the galaxy, he sprints to the much more decorated den and feeds him 12 fishes.

 But one windy night, the bear started to glow as bright as a gamma ray and grew into a… floating polar bear? Gregory did some research from books and floating bears have a 20 in a trillion chance of happening.He told Mr Glamrock.F that the bear is floating and they ran fast as a bullet that was shot. 

 Some weeks after that,Gregory and boom boom started to have a relationship and every week he takes boom boom for a secret walk around the forest so nobody sees the bear, the boy’s life starts to get better and greater, but it will not last long. 

The autumn wind swoosh along the beauty lake like a person blowing its food. Every evening, Gregory goes fishing of the food but when he was about to give it to B.B he started to slap it away like air until Gregory found out that he wanted to eat different type of seals like ringed seals.Outside, the autumn leaves get blown by the horitic wind as the trees lose its brightness and turns into a bare. Inside, Glamrock.F cooks his famous bright  gold nugget cake which was famous in the 1940s.As days went on, Gregory starts to imagine that the town that he is in now was like a very massive city with no deadly wars, lots of nice roads that lead to a rich man’s life and precious stores.Then he felt a stubborn feeling that he doesn’t know or felt.

One teeth-chattering night, Gregory carefully and quietly walked across the alarming town which was too quiet. All of the cool-cold cars safely locked away in their fancy glimmering garages. Finally, he met B.B, and he was swimming gracefully in a deep pond created by Mr Glamrock.F, Gregory took his own light bronze diving suit, wore it and dived into the hole which B.B and him hung out together. The water was cold as an Antarctic halestorm  and the hole was wide as an open jawed mouth of a tiger ready to eat you alive.Underneath the cold chattering ice,B.B and Gregory swam like there never was before , they swam as fast as a race car.

One thing was at the back of the Gergorys head, which was that if anyone finds my friend, they’ll kill him like a mosquito slap if I don’t train him. So Gregory started to train him until he was good as ever.

The hunt happened on the 19th of October 1943 in the windy night, while gregory was going to eat, he heard a very erupting roar with a violence gun shooting. He ran out from the house into the creepy woods with dirty leaves and unexpectedly saw Mrs.leem with a pistol. Gregory ran to Mrs. Leem hands and catapults it like a ball. “ What are you doing!”, shouted Leem. “ This is my bear and you don’t think about making a wound on him, old friend.”, said Gregory in a low voice “Well You’d better move or I’ll better call the police,” she said in a sneaky voice and with that she ran like a raccoon who saw a man holding a  ready to wet her.(Fact Gregory left school at 12 years old and went to high school and Mrs Leem wanted to know more about him so she followed him until she found the den which Gregory went to a lot). 

After that, he checked on the bear and luckily there were no wounds, he went back to the house with the bear and told Glamrock. F all about what happened. “ We need to move to a different house, she is going to tell the government or the police,” Gregory said in a very fast way. “ Yep, let’s book a flight to Canada before they find us because its where I found him,” said Glamrock.F. “Or else”

In the room of sacred stairs,

I walk higher into the mysterious mist to find an eeri exit door.

In the room of pens,

They silently walk across the wrinkled paper.

In the room of heat,

Ice melted as fast as a cheetah galloping to eat its tasty prey.

In the room of calm storms,

Thunder doesn’t hurt anyone.

Int the room of tornadoes,

They swirl like a race car wheel ready to move.