Never Coming back...

One day when I was eight, after I brushed my teeth and was going to sleep, I opened my room’s door and found many monsters there...

At the time I was scared and yelled for five minutes...

My mother listened to my shout and when she came to my room she saw what had happened immediately. The monsters that couldn’t be seen by adults hid themselves.

My mother did not believe in me, and left the bedroom. The monsters came back and I did not know what to do, so I decided to ask them why they were there and what they wanted...

They told me that they felt very alone without someone to play and they knew that I felt alone, too. No one in the world understood me, no one knew how much I wanted to have another life. For one time I thought that someone could understand me...

The monsters were very nice and friendly. Th ey invited me to go with them to their world, where there were only monsters and they promissed that I would always be happy and everybody would love me. I didn’t think twice, so I agreed. Without leaving any messages to my parents, I rode in the magic carpet and we travelled for one day all night long. So, I travelled with my friends until we arrived in our destiny...

For two months, all the monsters were the best company that one could dream off. My best friend was stark, he was sweet and cute, he always stayed with me. When we were together we danced, played and sang, but when I said that I missed my house, he was always angry and asked me why or if I was happy there. They also said that I needed to forget my old home, they were my family now...

Every day that went by, the monsters became more possessive and I didn’t know if I should continue to trust in them. I started to get scared and wanted to return home...

I decided to ask them to go back to my house. To my parent’s house. The Monters didn’t agree and told me to forget this idea. They said I would never come back home and that I belonged to them now. I cried all day and I was very sorry for believing in them. I told them that they only used as their doll, ther toy...

The monsters were frightened about the idea of me going away, so they locked me in an island where I was alone. They brought me food and water once a day. Now my only companion is this notebook that I use to report my situation... It is impossible to get out, I think that I will die here... I I only have hope now... I am only sorry for my parents, I know how much I made them suffer, but I am paying for this now...

THE ENDAuthor: Adriele Alves

Editorial Supervisor: Teacher: Gerson A. MouraIllustrator: claudiocerriPublisher: www.storybird.comPeriod: II Semester - Summer 2014

A project from ‘Cilc’s Writing Club’: “Café Literário”

CILC: Centro Interescolar de Línguas de Ceilândia