10 Reasons why you shouldn’t eat vegetables The ropes were cutting my skin. The pain was almost too much to bear. My nose felt itchy but I couldn’t move a hand to scratch it. It was torture! I was so scared that I felt like curling up in a ball and sucking my thumb. Bump, bump, bump. Ow, my, neck. Suddenly I was bathed in light. I was face to face with what looked like a shrink ray! A blue light turned on. I started to struggle, that just made things worse. The ropes got tighter. A laser light hit my stomach. I felt all fuzzy. I started to vibrate. The light turned off. It was pitch black. The ropes were loose! I stood up and looked around. I was surrounded by... VEGETABLES! I looked down at myself. I had shrunk! I was... was... a VEGETABLE! “This isn’t happening!” I screamed. I ran. That’s all I could do. Run. I ran and ran, but I never seemed to be going anywhere. About every thirty seconds I ran past the same bag of rice. It was dark and smelt musty. There were puddles of water everywhere. I thought I could see rats. After running for what seemed forever I finally gave up. I sat down and leant against the wall... whoa! I fell straight back! There was a secret passage there! I stood up. Sure enough at the far end of the passage there was a beam of light. I ran down the passage. As I reached the end of the passage I found that the light was coming through a small hole. Just big enough for me to fit through. I squeezed through and I found myself in the graveyard! As I stared down the row of graves they started to move! The earth rolled away as if it was being magnetically drawn away. One by one zombies began to come out of their graves!
BEWARE! DEAD COME TO LIFE AT MIDNIGHT!
They all turned and looked at me. They started to walk towards me. I turned around and ran. (As fast as I could for a vegetable.) I ran past a sign on the fence. I looked up and it read:
I ran home and ran into my bedroom. I climbed up the leg of my bed. (It took a lot of effort because remember I was the size of a maggot.) I sat on my pillow and eventually cried myself to sleep. When I woke up the first thing I looked at was my alarm clock. 7:00 am. I looked down at myself. I was back to normal! Sleep must be the cure! I ran up to my friends at school. “Go to the graveyard at midnight,” I panted, “the dead come to life!” “Yeah right.” “Fine, I dare you.” That night I was jerked awake as my alarm clock started beeping. 12:00, perfect. I looked out of my bedroom window and sure enough my friends were sprinting out of the graveyard at top speed being followed by a pack of zombies. I muttered to myself “And they didn’t believe me,” and drifted back too sleep.
The ropes were cutting my skin. The pain was almost too much to bear. My nose felt itchy but I couldn’t move a hand to scratch it. It was torture! I was so scared that I felt like curling up in a ball and sucking my thumb. Bump, bump, bump. Ow, my, neck. Suddenly I was bathed in light. I was face to face with what looked like a shrink ray!
A blue light turned on. I started to struggle, that just made things worse. The ropes got tighter. A laser light hit my stomach. I felt all fuzzy. I started to vibrate. The light turned off. It was pitch black.
The ropes were loose! I stood up and looked around. I was surrounded by... VEGETABLES!
I looked down at myself. I had shrunk! I was... was... a VEGETABLE! “This isn’t happening!” I screamed.
I ran. That’s all I could do. Run. I ran and ran, but I never seemed to be going anywhere. About every thirty seconds I ran past the same bag of rice. It was dark and smelt musty. There were puddles of water everywhere. I thought I could see rats.
After running for what seemed forever I finally gave up. I sat down and leant against the wall... whoa! I fell straight back! There was a secret passage there!
I stood up. Sure enough at the far end of the passage there was a beam of light. I ran down the passage. As I reached the end of the passage I found that the light was coming through a small hole. Just big enough for me to fit through. I squeezed through and I found myself in the graveyard!
As I stared down the row of graves they started to move! The earth rolled away as if it was being magnetically drawn away. One by one zombies began to come out of their graves!
DEAD COME TO LIFE AT MIDNIGHT!
I ran home and ran into my bedroom. I climbed up the leg of my bed. (It took a lot of effort because remember I was the size of a maggot.) I sat on my pillow and eventually cried myself to sleep.
When I woke up the first thing I looked at was my alarm clock. 7:00 am. I looked down at myself. I was back to normal!
Sleep must be the cure!
I ran up to my friends at school. “Go to the graveyard at midnight,” I panted, “the dead come to life!”
“Yeah right.”
“Fine, I dare you.”
That night I was jerked awake as my alarm clock started beeping. 12:00, perfect. I looked out of my bedroom window and sure enough my friends were sprinting out of the graveyard at top speed being followed by a pack of zombies. I muttered to myself “And they didn’t believe me,” and drifted back too sleep.