Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 142

fear fell on them. They repeated again and again, “Sorry! Sorry! Forgive us! Forgive us!”. I had no idea what
was happening, I never knew my last name could actually save me! After some time they escorted me to the
village. It was beautiful. Trees surrounded the marshy land. A river right through the middle, and houses
glistening in the sun. People stared at me hungrily looking at Bax. Are you thinking what I’m thinking? No
way! I know right! Do they even know what pets are? I suddenly realised they were taking me to the largest
and most beautifulest house it was golden with a black door. They rang a water drop shaped door bell. After
some time, the door creaked open and I looked in to see an old man with a very questionable smile! And
there my story will be left my friends. Questions remained unanswered. Will I ever use the golden key? Do
these people even know that dogs are pets, not food? What is it with my last name? And is that guy really
evil? I really hope you join me on the next part! Inakot here I come!