Nathan, I don't hear cleaning," shouted mum from the kitchen. Me, my brother Tom and my mum were cleaning out our granddad's house after his sad passing last Tuesday evening. Mum cleaned the kitchen, Tom cleaned the sitting room and I was left with the attic. It was probably the dustiest place I've ever been in,but someone had to tidy the old dump. CCCCRRRRRRAAAAASSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly something hit the floor behind me. OH NO. It was my granddad's lucky old vase. At first glance I saw smashed glass but then I saw a dirty scroll. I pranced over to it quickly it read "oh, good fellow you have freed me, now I shall grant you with one wish and remember be wise about it". What rubbish I complained. Who would be stupid enough to write such a thing. But that night after playing Marvel Superhero's I had second thoughts. Maybe that scroll might not be so stupid. Well it was worth a try. I wish I could be indestructible. Soon after I fell asleep and forgot about the whole thing.
A few weeks later I was outside playing football with my friend James. When he took a shot, the ball went over the bar into the field beside my house. I hopped over the fence to get it, I heard footsteps like drums. The sound got louder and louder I could see a tiny figure now but it got bigger. Soon I could see a huge brown bull charging towards me. There was nothing I could do now. I was well and truly done for. It hit me with a bang, I didn't know what it was but I assumed it was my bones breaking, but no, nothing was broken, nothing except the bulls right horn. I was amazed by this. How could a ten year old boy break a bulls horn? He charged at me again, but the same thing happened, I came out on top. After a while he got tired and lay down on the floor. James threw a rock hitting the bull in the head with a smash. He was probably unconscious, but I didn't check. I just hopped back over the fence to James.
Wow! how did you do that? It's like you're indestructible, he said. You can do anything. Yes, but I think I will keep it between me and you, then no one will mess with me anymore.
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