Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 2020complete | Page 332

A New Era
Yew Chung International Primary School, Zhang, Feifan - 9
Tim’s back, no, I’m back, and I would love to share a very mysterious event that took place when I landed
in...
Oh, yeah, I forgot that that place was unknown, at least to me. For no reason, it all started when I woke up!
Now, let’s go onto the extraordinary, unbelievable experience in... the “City of The Unknown”.
“Good night.” Dad whispered to the bed, no, me (I don’t know what is happening to me, maybe it’s Mayor
Black’s revenge). Once I lowered my eyelids, I was suddenly blinded by a glimmering streak of light, and I
found myself sick, wanting to vomit, then I realised I was travelling at the speed of light, just like the way to
Ancient Egypt.
Then, the world fell silent and I opened my eyes to hear dad, who was upstairs, screaming “What is going
on?” I saw the people outside, saying miserable... Portuguese words. From my excellent translations, I
translated a group of words like “Mayor Black, bad and mean, wish, left”. What do they mean? “Try putting
them in a sentence.” “Thanks, Dad.” I started, “Mayor Black is bad and mean, always wishes someone left”
What if the leaving citizens were bad? Then he’s reasonable for the actions. I started again, “Mayor Black is
bad and mean, we always wish he left”. “That makes much more sense,” Dad exclaimed. We went out
and- “Stop doing that or I’ll just kick you out of my city!” A man in black(who I assume was Mayor Black)
screamed(in Chinese)at a citizen, and the next thing is to… “LEAVE!!” Yes, kick them out, no doubt. “Oh
no you don’t,” I said when we walked out into the misty alley, Mayor Black screamed yet again but this
time, at us. “How dare you come into my city then scream at me, out, NOW!” “Scary,” Dad whispered,
and we scurried away.
We spent the whole day thinking of how to stop the nuisance, and just when we called it a day, the citizen
that we saved entered our house. He thanked us for saving him and he spoke about Black’s weakness, about
rule-breaking. “Smashing his things is against the law.”
The next day, we started the chaos-thousands of citizens furiously threw Black’s things to the ground, and
just as he was about to shout out the death curse(which the citizen told us about, it is a curse that kills),
groups of people already threw him into space.
The murky black sky turned blue, and everyone was filled with joy. “You,” we said to the citizen (who we
now know is called James), “deserve the privilege of mayor”. But the city was fading, a piece of my original
world started to take over my sight, and…
“Good choice,” I heard my dad say as I woke up from a… dream. Seems like he has also had the exact same
dream!
So now the problem was solved, but I still hear “Thank you, thank you” from James, or was it a
hallucination?