22. Nov, 2015

Jazzy's Choose Your Own Adventure Chapter 7

When Things Got Weird - Part 7

My sister looked terrifying. Her hair was standing on end, her eyes were glowing bright red and she was covered in more of that ghastly green slime.

“WHO ARE YOU?” She boomed.

“Wha- Mel, I’m your sister!” I stammered, completely confused. “Don’t you remember me?”

“DON’T TRICK ME!” She roared hysterically.

“Mel, what happened to you? You’re… different!” I cried.

Suddenly her eyes turned to their normal crystal clear blue and her hair dropped.

“I- I’m sorry. Something came over me,” she murmured. “What are you doing here?”

“We fell through the slime coming from the school bathroom tap.” Anastasia explained. “What about you?”

“Well, when I dropped you off at school I drove off to Uni as usual. But I felt my back tyre deflating and pulled over. I checked the tyre to see what was wrong and saw that it had turned green. I looked closer and it suddenly exploded with green goo. I got covered from head to toe and went, embarrassed, to my lecture. Everyone kept staring at me and soon I couldn’t bear it so I went home. I turned on the shower to find green slime spouting out so I was even worse than before. I can’t remember anything after that… all I know is that I’m here, with you.” A tear fell from her eye. “You should go. NOW. It’s dangerous here.” Mel grabbed hold of us and dragged us up to her room.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I screamed.

Mel slid open the window. “I’m you’re sister and it’s my job to protect you,” she whispered.

“Do you call pushing us through the window protecting us?” I protested, but it was too late. Anastasia and I fell into my backyard. The sky was grey and stormy and it was raining. But there was something really weird about the rain. It was yellow. We opened our mouths to see if it was something yummy like lemon cordial… but it wasn’t. Intense pain flooded our bodies and our eyelids started to feel heavy. Just one rest, I thought and the last thing I heard before I went to sleep was an evil laugh.



Where do we wake up and who or what is laughing? Place your vote in my Blog Comments. Your email address will not be posted, just your chosen username.

A. We wake up in a horse-and-cart and the person is my sister

B. We wake up in a deserted circus and the person is a scary psycho clown.

C. We wake up on top of a gigantic piano and the thing is middle C!