I was puzzled. Things just kept disappearing from our garden. At first it was just small things, like my toy car , then larger things began to go missing. Dad’s lawnmower vanished. Mum’s favourite plant pot with her favourite plants in. Gone! Just gone!
My parents kept saying that there were thieves on our street. I believed them. Of course I believed them! Why wouldn’t I believe them, they’re my parents?! Sneakily, I got into the habit of looking out of my bedroom window with my camera, in the hope that I would catch a snapshot of the crooks in action.
One afternoon, after I had got in from school and done my homework, I stood at my bedroom window. I was ready. I had my camera in hand. I then watched in amazement and shock as the giant oak tree, that had stood in our garden since before I was born, was dramatically wrenched from the ground by an unseen force. Its great branches and straggling roots and shaking, green leaves began to be pulled towards a hole, the size of a pound coin, in our garden fence. I watched as the tree began to be squeezed, again by this unseen force, through the hole in the fence.
A minute later I was standing with my camera at the ready, peering through the hole in the fence, desperate to find out what had happened to all the things from our garden. Then…I felt it…My eye began to feel as if it was being squeezed. My head felt as if it was being pulled towards the fence. My whole body seemed to be moving. Suddenly…Pop!
My whole body shook as I was magically pulled through the tiny hole in our garden fence. It was if I was shrinking and being sucked into a black hole. A few seconds later I had arrived in what seemed a large rubbish dump. I looked around and then realised that this rubbish dump was were all our things had gone! Then out of nowhere came a pop, suddenly a rather small and plump woman appeared. She was carrying a sort of jumbled up metal thing in one hand and my toy car in the other.
"Hey! That's mine!" I yelled grabbing the car and pulling it towards me, but the woman was to strong. " Excuse me,how rude," she said with a strange accent. She glared at me and pulled down a pair of rubber goggles over her eyes. Then she shook the block of metal in her hand and tapped the top. As if by magic she disappeared into thin air!
I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming but felt a pang of pain and new this was not a dream. Then just as I was pulling out a rather battered toy soldier from a large pile of plastic, I to started to shrink again and before I could say 'what' I had appeared back in my garden. I went indoors and just decided to forget this strange event and went to have my dinner.
THE HOLE IN THE FENCE NY DINA