The Test

“Eliza? Can you grab the broom?” Mum yelled asked

“Sure, mum!” I answered

Walking up the staircase, I heard an unusual noise. Green slime was oozing down the walls. I rushed up to the attic and saw the problem. The green slime… It was coming down the drainpipe!

Panicking what to do, I called my parents. No answer. I called Casandra and she came cackling down the chimney.

“Well done, Eliza!” she cheered ” Alexandra! Calvin! Up here, it’s gone!”

“Good job, sweetie! You passed the test!” Mum congratulated

“What? I don’t get it,” I explained, I guess I’ll never know.

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