Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 118

“Um, this.” She pointed to her phone. “What's that?” He asked pointing at her pop socket. “It's a pop socket ” She answered.“Geez, you’re so old school. You don't know anything!.” Using Google maps they soon arrived at the Lobby of ICC. “Which floor are your friends in?”She asked. “Um, look there there!”He exclaimed. “What are you guys doing here?”, she asked “We are TRAPPED!”They replied. “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”she laughed . “You guys are so silly ,just open the door and you are free.” The friends escaped by opening the door. Monkey king told his friends all the stuff he learned. “We took a taxi, I used a phone……..” “WAKE UP!”Ms. Lockwood yelled . “HUH?, that was a dream?” “Who knows books are so interesting. From now on I love books!” So she grew up and loved books. 10 years later…. Natalie was now a teacher. “Bob, I have something for you ” Natalie said. Bob, like Natalie, when she was young, hated books. He will NEVER EVER read a book. He handed him the copy of “The journey to the west.” that Miss Lockwood had first given her. “You will like it, it’s magical”, she said with a smile. So Bob became a teacher and passed it on. And it still being passed on now.