THIS ISN’T JUMANJI
2012
“Aaaaaaaaaaa!” Elmo screamed.
“Goodness Elmo! Why are you shouting?” Loree asked.
“The… The book! It’s alive!”
“What? Elmo, are you on drugs?” Loree raised her eyebrow.
“No Mom, no! It was really alive, it was writing all by…” Elmo tried to explain.
Odd where are the letters? I am sure I saw some words starting to appear from the book…
“Oh… It… it’s gone…” Elmo finally uttered. “I swear there something here.”
“Well where is it? Moe, you better not be doing something wrong. I and your father will not tolerate it.”
“But I really…”
“Better go to sleep Elmo. It is already late.”
Maybe Mom is right. Maybe I am just tired and my eyes are playing tricks on me.
However, despite of that I can’t still do away of the Goosebumps that I feel with that book. Something’s not right.
I decided not to close my room lights for I admit I am scared. I pulled the blanket towards my head even if it wasn’t really cold. Okay call me a kid or a wimp but I bet if you see a book starting to show letters to you on its own in the middle of the night, I swear you will do exactly what I did.
Hours have past I still cannot sleep. God it’s already 3am! That book has been bothering my thoughts. Though my fear has already subsided the curiosity to look into the book again is killing me. Should I look again? … No… Yes… No it’s a stupid idea! No moron will just open a creepy book like that.
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… and in the end I look into the book again. It was just sitting still on my study table. Slowly I opened it hoping that everything was indeed an illusion. But I was wrong. There I saw a group of words written on the first pink page of the book. It was continuing with its “writing”; however no matter how creepy it was I admit I find the letters legible. Then I started to read what the book was writing.
“Of all the gifts I received today, this is the most obscure but magical. I must say, I should be rather scared upon seeing tricks like this but I am truly fascinated by what it did. It excites me to discover what more thy can do…” Elmo reads.
“Wow! I can’t believe this! Wait where’s the feather? Let’s see if this book answers… Hey! Why isn’t my feather working? Let’s try the blue page…”
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1312
… I wish you could really talk so that I may not be alone anymore. As you can see, I have few frie… “Hang on, something seems to appear at the next page.” Julieanne commented upon noticing the silhouette of the new letters.
“Oh my! This book is truly magical. Hmmm what does it say… (She reads the note) ‘Howdy there! :D’? I do not understand it.”
2012
If this book really answers I am going to freak out (taps the feather impatiently) “Oh my god, OH MY GOD! It is alive!” It’s talking? (Elmo reads nervously) “Pleasant evening book. I was not able to understand what thou art trying to convey but I am really happy that my wishes came true! I am amazed that thee can talk!”
Huh? What was that all about?
1312
I do hope book answers again (Crosses her fingers) Oh here it is (reads) “Sorry but I’m not a book and what was that you’re saying?… :D”
2012
I can’t believe I am getting hooked to this! Oh it is answering again “Pardon me, I thought you were the book… Does this mean that you are a person inside the book?”
Huh? Inside the book? Is he sick?
1312
Is it really possible for someone to be inside this book? (Julieanne examines the book for anymore unusual) Well, maybe this is ensorcelled. This is really making me excited! Pleasure Francesco! Oh it answered again (reads with a smile on her face) “No, I am also a person having a book probably the same as yours :D”
2012
Come on dude you better stop this now! What if this is something demonic like the Jumaji! Oh I better sto… oh it is writing again… (He reads) “Oh, pardon me. I really thought you were inside the book. By the way I am Julieanne, Daughter of Manfred of Saint John.”
Wow! This is so cool… hang on this means she’s a girl! Oh my! Oh my! Wait Elmo, don’t get too excited!
1312
Should I really not tell her that I am a princess? Either way she will know it upon seeing my father’s name. (Reads Elmo’s reply) “Wow! You talk differently. Hi Julieanne! I am Elmo Magalona. :D Pleased to meet you.”
Oh that symbol again. What does “:D” mean? Hang on, so he is a male… Elmo hmm, what an absurd name.
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“You have an absurd name Sir Elmo.” Julieanne reacted.
“Haha. My name was taken from a character from the Muppets.” Elmo answered.
“Muppets?”
“Yeah the Muppets… haven’t you heard of them?”
“No.”
“Oh… well, they are famous among children.”
“That figures.”
Come on Elmo think of something to say! “So, where are you from?”
Huh? Maybe he wasn’t able to catch up my statement earlier “You’re funny, again I am from Saint John.”
“Oh I thought Saint John was your surname. Anyway, where is that?”
“We are near Prussia.”
“Oh, I bet that is a lovely place.” Where the hell is Prussia?
“Indeed.”
“So how did you get this book? I mean your book?” Elmo asked.
“A farmer named Francesco gave it to me as a gift.”
“Francesco? You mean the old man with white brows and black hair, and have a deep cracked voice?”
“Yes! Have you met him too?”
“Yup, he was also the one who gave me this book.”
“He truly gave a friend. I am so delighted. Pleasure Francesco!”
“Me too.” She is a bit weird I must say…
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