Tale of the Mummy Museum

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"Rise and shine Lisa" time to get up for school. Do i have to? "You have your field trip today to the Museum" my Mom said opening my blinds. I sat up yawned and looked at the clock. "Seven forty five". I got up out of my comfy bed and walked to my closet. "OUCH!" I stepped on my Superman action figure. I rubbed my foot. I grabbed my clothes out of the closet. I pulled on a pair of baggy dark blue jeans and a grey T-shirt with a Mummy on it that read "MUMMIES RULE!" I'm Lisa Pederson. I'm in the seventh grade. I love Mummies. I collect mummy books, movies, shirts, toys, posters, my bedspread even has a giant Mummy on it. And today i get to go to the Museum, it has Mummies. I was in class staring at the clock, "five minutes and we get to leave to the Museum". I was so excited i couldn't keep still. "I can see you're ready for the field trip" my friend Morgan said teasing me. She's my bestfriend and she knows i "LOVE" Mummies. She teases me all the time about my hobby. She says i should find a new one because this one kind of makes me look like a huge nerd. But i don't care because i can't get enough of Mummies. The bell rang and we all walked to the bus. Well i ran. I bursted through everyone and they were yelling at me, as i stepped on there shoes and pushed and shoved them. I can't help it i'm more exited than I have ever been. We all got on the small yellow bus bearly enough room for most of us let alone all. I sat next to my bestfriend Morgan as we talked about Mummies. "What if they came alive while we're there wouldn't that be cool"? She asked. Definitely i wouldn't leave i'd live there!" I said laughing. Until my enemy Brock slapped me in the back. "Yeah right you would run screaming like a big baby" he said laughing. "Would not Brock!" I yelled. "Do you have something on your shirt Brock?" Morgan said pointing to his shirt under his chin. "DOINK" gotcha!" Morgan said. We all laughed as she made him look down so she could swipe her finger up his chest to his face. "Very funny Morgan, i'll get you back sometime" Brock said. "Oh i'm shaking" said Morgan doing a fake shiver. "We are here!" I yelled like an goofball. I stood up and ran out of the bus. The teacher said "slow down." "Sorry Mr. Foster" i blurted. We all walked up the stairs. The teacher pulled the door open and we trotted inside. My eyes were amazed. "Wow look over there" i mentioned as i ran to a cat sitting as a Statue. "Stay together everbody!" Mr. Foster said. "Wow look at that tall golden figure of a cat holding a staff" someone muttered. "That's called a protector" the tour guide said. "Follow me down stairs to the Room Of Tombs" he called out. "Room Of Tombs sounds scary, probably to scary for him" Brock said teasing me. "I'm not scared this place is awesome!" We got to the room. A giant room with tombs scattered all around. "This is the Pharaoh's tomb" he pointed to a gold and black tomb. "Wow how cool is that" i said to Morgan. "Very cool" she said smiling at me. I began rubbing it and the tour guide yelled. "DON'T TOUCH THAT"! "Sorry i didn't know" i said pulling my hand away. We walked around. We looked at all the hyroglifics and artifacts. He explained what they ment and i was loving it. I sat down for a minute in a huge black metal chair with padding it was so comfy! "Man i'm exhausted" i said to myself feeling sleepy. Two hour's later we had to leave. I was sad. I wanted to live here. Everyone grabbed there backpacks and souvenir's and began leaving. I had to use the bathroom bad so i walked with my backpack and saw the sign "RESTROOMS THIS WAY" Pointing down a hallway. I ran down the hall. Then i heard a voice over the intercom. "CLOSING IN FIVE MINUTES." I have to hurry. I opened the bathroom door it was dark so i flicked on the light. I washed my hands and walked out of the restroom. It was completely dark. "Oh no" i gushed to myself. I ran to the front door. It was locked. "Just great they forgot about me". "WAIT!" I yelled. But nobody was around. Then i heard someone. Sounds like groaning. I walked down stairs. "What the heck" i whispered. No one there. "Okay this is not happening" i told myself. "Hello? Anyone here?" I went to the room of tombs. I shrieked and screamed. A Mummy walking towards me! This isn't possible. It cant be. "Nope it was true and i couldn't believe my eyes". Then another one. I was surrounded. And horrified. I ran up the stairs. Okay i got to find a way out. "Anybody? Help, help me please!" i yelled. The mummies followed me. Then the Mummy Cat came to life. "meowrrr" in a deep scary voice. It was running towards me. It leaped onto me. Started scratching me. Tearing me up. I pulled it off. I got up off the ground. Another Mummy grabbed me, lifted me into the air. It's tight grip around my arm's. It started to breathe a green mist into my mouth but i squirmed out of it's boney fingers and ran. "How is this possible" i thought. The tall gold statue of the Cat chased after me. The ground beneath me was shaking from it's heavy footsteps. "I'm definitely going to be squished". I was cornered. nowhere to run. I was doomed! The tall gold cat lifted it's leg, I was staring up at it's foot. It came down on top of me! "AHHH" i screamed my last scream. I'm dead as the foot came down on top of me. "Wake up! Hey wake up! Lisa?" Morgan shook me. "It was a dream?" i said rubbing my eyes. "Just a dream? Thank goodness." "Morgan i had the worst dream about mummies you wouldn't believe it!" "What's that? The little baby had a bad dream? I said you would be scared" Brock said in his annoying voice. "Calm down Lisa, tell me on the bus ride back to school" Morgan said. "All i know is i'm done with mummies! For now on Morgan" i said laughing. "I need another hobby i don't ever want to see a Mummy again!" "Listen up class, next field trip is to the dinosaur museum" Mr. Foster said. "Oh dinosaurs cool! Maybe i should get into them".

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