We rode my old bike that I left in the woods to dead mud pit. It was two
blocks away, so I had time to think. I’ve heard of cats falling in and never to be
seen again. But not people. I laughed to myself.
Rhen got impatient. “What’s so funny Jack-o-lantern?”
“It’s Jack, o’ great Kylo Rhen.”
“You know his name is Kylo Ren, right?” I slid my bike and leaned it
against a tree, and looked down into the pit. She whistled. “Well you could be
Han Solo and I’ll push you in.”
“Haha.” I sarcastically laughed.The pit was a big as a lake and fog
shrouded the other end. I held my breath and slid right into the pit. At first I
thought the mud was all dried because of all of the cracks. Nope. I was wrong.
Ploosh. “Augh! It’s all mushy and squishy!”
“What did you expect?” Sighed Rhen, shrugging. “It’s mud.” The pit was much
bigger in the pit. It looked like half a football stadium away. What’s worse is
that the mud seemed to reach my waist.
“How am I supposed to move?” I yelled at her.
“Here!” She grunted and threw her witch’s broom prop at me.
“How is that supposed to help me?” I yelled at her.
She ignored me and yelled back “I'M GOING TO TELL THE TEACHER
THAT WE GOT ROBBED AND WE FOLLOWED THE THIEF BUT THEN YOU
FELL INTO THE PIT!” 100% sarcastic style.
“OWCH! My ears! You could have just told-” But she already left.
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