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CHAPTER ONE OF MY CHILDREN'S BOOK 'SOPHIE AND CRYSTAL CARTER AND THE UNEXPECTED SECRET'
Sophie and Crystal Carter, of number thirty, Wash Lane, were both normal ten-year-old girls, or at least they thought so. They were non-identical twins, which meant that you could tell them apart. They both had long, black hair, bright-green eyes, a tiny nose, pale skin and were slim, but their personalities were very different.
Sophie was the oldest but you wouldn’t have thought so because she had a baby face, she was quiet and nervous. Crystal was the youngest but had a thin, older-looking face. She was very loud and confident and could be quite bossy at times.
Sophie and Crystal lived with their mum who was called Sarah Carter, in a small house, in a small town where there wasn’t a lot to do. Their mum was also slim with long, black hair, bright-green eyes, a tiny nose and pale skin. They didn’t have a dad because he died when they were very young. Mrs Carter had a huge secret; her biggest fear was that one-day Sophie and Crystal would discover it.
When Sophie and Crystal woke up in their shared bedroom that wasn’t big enough to swing a cat in, they thought that it was the beginning of another boring summer holidays. But they couldn’t have been more wrong because the events that took place from that day onwards changed their lives forever.
Sophie and Crystal were very surprised to hear that they would be staying with their granddad for a while. They had never met their granddad and they didn’t know anything about him. In fact, whenever they asked their mum about him she always changed the subject.
“But I want to sit in the front, it is my turn. Sophie always gets to sit in the front,” Crystal moaned, as she tried to lift her heavy suitcase so she could put it into the boot of the car.
“Come on Sophie, quickly now, we have to go,” Mrs Carter shouted to Sophie, who was dragging her suitcase along the pavement.
“But I can’t carry it, it’s too heavy,” said Sophie in a quiet voice.
Mrs Carter took Sophie’s suitcase from her, carried it to the car and put it into the boot. She then lifted Crystal’s suitcase and put it into the boot of the car.
“Quickly girls, get into the car,” said Mrs Carter loudly.
Mrs Carter seemed as though she was in a hurry and looked very nervous.
“But why do we have to stay with our granddad? We’ve never met him,” said Crystal in a grumpy voice.
“I have to take care of something that’s very important Crystal,” she said sharply.
“But where are you going and why can’t we come with you?” asked Crystal.
While Crystal was asking questions, Sophie quietly got into the back of the car.
Mrs Carter began to get rather annoyed with Crystal.
“Will you please just get into the car Crystal?” snapped Mrs Carter.
“Fine, I’ll get into the car,” said Crystal, not sounding very happy.
Sophie and Crystal had never seen their mum in such a state and it was clear to them that something was not right. They didn’t want to stay at their granddad’s house; they didn’t know him and they were quite nervous about meeting him.
granddad’s house, it was down a street called Tower Road. Their granddad’s house was quite big and old and it looked very creepy. In fact, itwas the weirdest house that they had ever seen and they were not looking forward to going inside it, not one little bit. Mrs Carter turned off the car engine and got out of the car, but Sophie and Crystal didn’t move an inch. She knocked on the back window of the car to get their attention.
“Ok girls, we’re here, you can get out of the car now,” she said with a smile.
Sophie and Crystal didn’t want to get out of the car; they looked terrified and couldn’t believe that they had to go inside the creepy house that stood in front of them.
“Sophie, Crystal, didn’t you hear me? We’re here; you can get out of the car now.”
Sophie and Crystal climbed out of the car as slowly as possible.
Mrs Carter took a suitcase from the boot of the car and put it down next to her.
“Why don’t you give me a hand with the suitcases Crystal? Your sister can go and let your granddad know that we’ve arrived.”
Crystal didn’t know how fast to move; she tried to lift the suitcase that was on the floor while Sophie stood like a statue and glared at the creepy house.
“Mum, please don’t make me go in there on my own, I’m scared. Can’t Crystal go?”
“You’re scared! Don’t be so ridiculous Sophie, there’s nothing to be scared of in there. Just go to the front door and knock,” ordered Mrs Carter.
Sophie took a deep breath, headed towards her granddad’s house, and pushed the gate open with her tiny hand. Suddenly, she let out a rather loud, high-pitched scream, the kind of scream that goes right through you.
Mrs Carter and Crystal thought that something awful had happened to her so they left the suitcases and ran towards her.
“Sophie, what’s happened? Are you ok?” asked Mrs Carter, as she knelt down in front of Sophie.
“I’ve just seen a frog and it was really big,” cried Sophie, looking paler than usual.
“Don’t scare me like that Sophie,” said Mrs Carter gently. “I know that you’re scared of frogs but it won’t hurt you.”
“Sophie,” said Crystal in a soft voice, trying hard to keep her laugh in. “This frog that you saw, it wouldn’t happen to be the frog that’s sitting behind you right now would it?”
Sophie spun around so fast that she almost knocked her mum out with her arm, but luckily, her mum ducked her head down just in time. Sophie realised that there was no frog behind her and that Crystal was teasing her because she found it funny that she was scared of a frog.
“Very funny Crystal,” said Sophie, feeling very annoyed.
Sophie pushed open the gate once more and this time entered the big yard.
Mrs Carter and Crystal went back to the suitcases.
“You shouldn’t make fun of your sister Crystal, you know how nervous she is,” Mrs Carter told Crystal, who felt quite pleased with herself.
“But it was only a frog and frogs aren’t very big. Why would anyone be scared of a little frog?” said Crystal, who found it very amusing.
Sophie made her way along the path that had tall, thick grass at either side of it; the grass looked like no one had cut it in years. She could hear all kinds of strange noises coming from the grass and dreaded to think what was among it. When she had reached the front door of her granddad’s house, she began to talk to herself.
“Hi, I’m Sophie; it’s nice to meet you. No, that doesn’t sound very good. Hi granddad, I’m Sophie your granddaughter. No, that’s no good either. Hold on, I’ve got it. Hi, I’m Sophie it’s nice to finally meet you, perfect!”
After Sophie had decided how she was going to introduce herself, she knocked on the door that stood in front of her. Her heart began to beat very fast and she started to get butterflies in her stomach, she was very nervous.
After several seconds, the door began to creak open.
In the doorway stood a man. He was tall, thin and very old, judging by
the amount of wrinkles that covered his face. He had very long, white hair and a nose that was very large and crooked. He had bright-green eyes like Sophie, Crystal and Mrs Carter. Sophie felt very tiny standing in front of him and stood very still with her mouth hanging open. She began to speak but everything that came out of her mouth made no sense at all.
“I’m, nice to meet you, Sophie, your granddaughter, hi!”
Sophie’s cheeks began to turn bright red and felt as though they were on fire; she was so embarrassed.
Crystal and Mrs Carter were making there way along the path towards Sophie and had heard everything. Mrs Carter was carrying both of the suitcases because Crystal kept complaining that it was too heavy for her to carry.
“She’s a little nervous about meeting you,” Mrs Carter explained.
She put the suitcases down in front of her and cracked a little joke about how Sophie and Crystal had packed everything but the kitchen sink, but their granddad did not seem very amused.
“Ok girls, I need to go now; be good for your granddad and I’ll see you both very soon.”
Mrs Carter gave them both a hug and a kiss and said goodbye. She made her way along the path and out of the yard, wiping a tear from her eye.
Sophie and Crystal found it odd that their mum didn’t say much to their granddad. They had wanted to ask her why they had to stay with their granddad, but she was in a strange mood so they didn’t dare. Besides, they knew that it must have been something very important that she had to take care of because she didn’t usually leave them with anyone. They didn’t have any idea about what was going on but it was obvious to them that it was something that they weren’t aloud to know about.
Sophie’s cheeks had turned to their original colour and she did not dare to say another word to avoid embarrassing herself any further. They waited for their granddad to speak but he just stood there in silence and stared at them.
“So granddad, what’s for breakfast? I’m starving,” asked Crystal just before she picked up her heavy suitcase, then fell straight to the floor with it because it weighed more than she did.
Sophie couldn’t help but to laugh at Crystal; she deserved it after she had made fun of Sophie for being scared of a frog. Their granddad didn’t let out as much as a tiny grin and seemed very grumpy and miserable. He grabbed the suitcases with his large hands and lifted them so easily that you would have thought that they were empty. He walked into the house, a suitcase in each hand, and the sound of his boots tapping as he walked echoed throughout the house. Sophie and Crystal followed him into the house.
Inside the house seemed very bare and damp, there was no wallpaper on the walls and no carpet on the floor. In front of them stood a staircase that seemed to have an endless number of stairs. They made there way up the stairs, walking behind their granddad. He seemed like a giant compared to them. Their granddad led them to a door and he pushed it open with his large hand.
“This will be your bedroom,” he said, as he looked at them both. “You can both have your breakfast when you have unpacked your things and I will tell you the rules that you must follow while staying here.”
He dropped the suitcases onto the floor, walked away from the room and made his way back down the stairs. Sophie and Crystal slowly walked into the room, dragging their suitcases behind them. The room was big but quite empty; it had two single beds and two single wardrobes in it. The door suddenly slammed shut behind them and made them jump.
“What was that noise?” she asked.
“What noise? I didn’t hear anything,” said Crystal.
Sophie and Crystal stopped what they were doing and stood in silence.
“See, I told you, there was no noise. You’re starting to imagine things again just like you always do.”
Crystal continued to unpack her suitcase but Sophie sat down on her bed.
“But I definitely heard something and I don’t imagine things.”
Sophie was so sure that she had heard something but whatever it was that had been making the noise had stopped.
“Come on Sophie, hurry up and unpack your things, I’m starving,” moaned Crystal.
“Well I’m not, I think that I’ve lost my appetite,” said Sophie when she hung her top up in the wardrobe and touched a cobweb.
When they had unpacked their things, they made there way downstairs.
“Come on Sophie,” whispered Crystal.
Crystal pushed open the living-room door and walked into the living- room with Sophie following behind. Like everywhere else in the house, the living-room was dull and bare. In front of them was a large armchair; their granddad was sitting in it. All of a sudden, Sophie and Crystal heard a terrible noise coming from the armchair.
“What on earth is that noise?” whispered Sophie.
“If I’m not mistaken that’s our granddad snoring, it’s probably the noise you heard when we were upstairs,” Crystal replied, also whispering.
“No it isn’t, the noise I heard was different.”
Sophie and Crystal walked over to the armchair and stood at either side of it.
“Do you think that we should make our own breakfast Sophie?” asked Crystal, still whispering.
“No Crystal, I don’t think that we should. We might get into trouble,” said Sophie.
“Ok, we’ll have to wake him up then won’t we?” said Crystal with a smile.
“Wait a minute, what do you mean we? You want some breakfast so you wake him.”
“Sophie you’re such a chicken, I bet you’re even scared of your own shadow,” Crystal teased.
“No I’m not, mum said I’m just a nervous person that’s all,” said Sophie.
“Go on then chicken, wake him up if you dare.”
But Sophie didn’t want to because the last thing that she wanted was for her granddad to shout at her.
Crystal began to pretend that she was a chicken by moving her arms up and down as if she was a chicken flapping its wings. She then began to make the kind of noises that chickens usually make.
“Stop it! I’m not a chicken!” she shouted at Crystal.
Their granddad suddenly woke up and they both fell silent. He cleared his throat and quickly stood up.
“I wasn’t asleep; I was resting my eyes. Have you both finished unpacking your things?” he asked.
“Yes granddad,” they both said at once.
“Then follow me to the kitchen and you can both have your breakfast.”
Sophie and Crystal followed their granddad to the kitchen and began to whisper to each other.
“Only resting his eyes, he was snoring and you don’t snore when you’re awake,” said Crystal.
“Crystal, be quiet, he’ll hear you,” whispered Sophie.
“Crystal, be quiet, he’ll hear you,” Crystal repeated in a silly voice. “I told you, you’re a chicken.”
“I’m not a chicken,” whispered Sophie.
“That’s enough!” snapped their granddad.
Sophie and Crystal sat down at the kitchen table. They ate their breakfast in silence and for Sophie not having much of an appetite she ate quite a lot of cereal. While they were eating their breakfast, their granddad told them the rules that they had to follow while staying with him.
Sophie was still awake and Crystal had just nodded off. Sophie started to hear the same noise that she had heard earlier on in the day and was desperate to prove to her sister that she wasn’t imagining it. She got up out of her bed wearing a long, white night gown.
“Crystal wake up, I can hear that noise again, Crystal,” she whispered and poked her sister in the eye.
“Ouch! Sophie I’ve told you, you’re imagining things now go back to bed.”
Crystal rolled over and groaned.
“But I definitely heard it, listen.”
Crystal sat up in her bed and listened to see if she could hear the noise that Sophie kept hearing.
“What was that?” asked Crystal, finally hearing the noise.
“See, I told you that I wasn’t imagining it,” said Sophie feeling relieved.
Crystal got out of her bed, walked towards the bedroom door and slowly pulled it open; it began to creak.
“Crystal, what are you doing?” whispered Sophie.
“I’m going to see where that noise is coming from and what’s making it, are you coming?”
“But Crystal, one of granddad’s rules was that we weren’t aloud to leave our bedroom and go wondering around the house at night,” she said.
“He’s asleep so if we’re really quiet he won’t hear us, will he?” said Crystal.
“I suppose not. Ok, I’ll get my torch. I told you that I wasn’t a chicken.”
Crystal turned on the bedroom light so Sophie could see where she was going. Sophie walked over to her wardrobe and got her torch out. She switched on the torch then Crystal switched off the bedroom light. They slowly made there way downstairs. The noise continued and Sophie and Crystal became more and more curious as to what it was that was making it. It seemed to be coming from the cellar, which was next to the bottom of the stairs. Crystal put her hand on the door handle and tried to open the door of the cellar.
“It’s locked,” said Crystal.
“Here, let me try,” said Sophie, as she grabbed the door handle. “Hanasa!” said Sophie loudly. Suddenly, the door unlocked and Sophie jumped in fright and dropped her torch; she couldn’t believe what had just happened.
“Sophie, why did you just say that strange word and how did the door unlock like that?” whispered Crystal.
“I heard a voice in my head saying that word so I repeated it,” said Sophie picking up her torch.
“If you’re trying to scare me Sophie it’s not working. The door mustn’t have been locked, it must have been stuck,” said Crystal.
“I’m not trying to scare you Crystal, I really did hear a voice. I think that we should go back to bed now, granddad might have heard us.”
“But we need to find out what it is that’s making that noise,” said Crystal.
Crystal grabbed Sophie’s torch from her and began to make her way down the stone stairs that led to the cellar.
“Wait for me,” whispered Sophie.
When they came to the bottom of the stairs, the noise stopped. Crystal tried to find the light switch because she couldn’t see a thing; the torch wasn’t very bright and the cellar was very dark and quite spooky. When she did eventually find the light switch they were very shocked at what they saw when she switched the light on. There were wooden shelves that were full of glass jars and bottles. The glass jars were full of things such as spiders, which were alive and eyeballs. They couldn’t make out what was in the rest of the jars but whatever was in them looked very disgusting.
“I don’t believe this, no wonder he didn’t want us wondering around the house at night,” said Crystal, as she switched off the torch.
“Crystal, why would he keep such disgusting things in jars like this?”
“I’m not sure, maybe he’s some kind of madman or murderer. I bet those eyeballs are from humans.”
“Stop it Crystal, you’re scaring me,” cried Sophie.
Crystal walked over to a big, wooden chest that was on the floor in front of her.
“I wonder what’s in here, probably more weird stuff.”
“Crystal, I don’t think that you should look in there. What if there’s a dead body in it?”
“Don’t be silly Sophie; I was only joking when I said that our granddad could be a madman or murderer.”
Crystal slowly began to open the chest and looked inside.
“Oh my God, I don’t believe it!” she gasped.
“I knew it, there is a dead body in there isn’t there?” asked Sophie.
“No, of course there isn’t Sophie but you’ve got to take a look at this.”
“I don’t want to,” said Sophie.
“It’s nothing scary, I promise. Come on, have a look,” said Crystal.
Sophie walked over to Crystal and looked inside the chest.
“Weird,” said Sophie, as she knelt down in front of it.
The chest was full of things such as candles, crystals of all different colours, containers full of strange things that Sophie and Crystal did not recognise and a huge book. Sophie picked up the book and wiped away the dust that was on the front cover so she could read the title.
“Dreamer’s book of magic spells and potions!” she said loudly.
“Sophie, be quiet. Let me have a look,” said Crystal, snatching the book from Sophie and opening it. She turned the pages very slowly and looked at each page with great interest. “Wow, this is incredible! Do you know what this means?” she said, starting to feel quite excited.
“No, what are you talking about?” asked Sophie.
“It’s pretty obvious to me,” said Crystal, still not making any sense.
“What’s pretty obvious?”
“Our granddad, he’s, he’s a wizard!” Crystal said at last.
“What!” said Sophie with a laugh. “Are you being serious? There’s no such thing.”
“Sophie, of course I’m being serious,” said Crystal. “Oh my God,” she said.
“What’s wrong?” said Sophie.
“Don’t you see what this means Sophie?”
“Now what are you talking about?” said Sophie.
“If our granddad’s a wizard then that means that our mum must be a witch!” said Crystal.
Sophie began to laugh.
“You’ll be saying that we’re witches next,” Sophie joked.
Crystal glared at Sophie with a serious look on her face.
“We must be witches Sophie, if our granddad’s a wizard and our mum’s a witch then that means that we must be witches.”
“I don’t believe this Crystal, and you say that I imagine things. I’m going back to bed.”
Sophie grabbed her torch off Crystal and began to make her way back up the stairs.
“Sophie, get back here!” said Crystal loudly.
Sophie suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at Crystal.
“You’re insane Crystal. We’re not witches, our mum’s not a witch and our granddad is not a wizard; he’s just a creepy old man who keeps weird things in his cellar.”
Sophie wanted to go back to bed and forget about everything that she had seen; she hoped that when she woke up in the morning it had all just been a terrible dream. She continued to walk up the stairs while Crystal put the book back into the big chest and closed it. Crystal had a weird feeling that they weren’t alone down in the cellar, but considering everything that had happened in that day, she had every reason to feel paranoid. But what she didn’t realise was that a pair of eyes, that they were unaware of, had been watching them all along.
Crystal told Sophie to switch her torch back on and once she did, Crystal turned off the cellar light. She made her way up the stairs but she could hardly see where she was going because Sophie had the torch and was ahead of her. Her foot missed the stair by an inch and she fell forward, hitting her knee off the stair.
“Ouch!” she cried and held her knee.
Sophie heard Crystal fall so she spun around and shone the torch in Crystal’s direction.
“Are you ok Crystal?” whispered Sophie.
“Yes, I’m fine,” she said, trying to pretend that it didn’t hurt. “I hit my knee off the stair that’s all, will you please stop shining that torch at me!” she snapped.
“Oh, sorry Crystal,” said Sophie, shining the torch towards the ground so she could walk back down the stairs. She held her hand out to help Crystal up.
“Do you want me to carry you?” whispered Sophie.
“No Sophie, it’s a tiny graze on my knee, I can still walk. Besides, if you did carry me I think that we would both end up at the bottom of the stairs with broken arms.”
“Yes, and broken legs,” Sophie added, trying not to laugh too loud.
When they had reached the top of the stairs, Sophie carefully closed the door behind them and it locked itself so Crystal stared at her.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” asked Sophie.
“How did the door lock on its own like that?” said Crystal, as she tried to open the door.
“I’ve no idea, maybe it’s a magic door,” Sophie teased. “I’m going back to bed, are you coming?”
Sophie and Crystal made there way back upstairs and into their bedroom. They climbed back into their beds and lay in silence for a few seconds; Sophie still had her torch switched on.
“Crystal,” said Sophie, shining the torch at Crystal’s eyes.
“What’s wrong now? Wait a minute, don’t tell me, you can hear that noise again can’t you?” said Crystal, beginning to feel tiered.
“No, it’s not that. I was wondering if I could sleep in your bed with you. Just for tonight, please,” Sophie begged.
“Ok, I suppose so. But just for tonight, but you better not snore.”
Sophie climbed out of her bed, got into Crystal’s and switched off her torch.
“I don’t snore do I?” asked Sophie.
“Yes you do. Have you ever wondered why the teddies that I keep on my bed are always all over our bedroom floor when we get up in a morning?” asked Crystal.
“No, not really. I thought that it was because you threw them in your sleep without realising that you were doing it.”
“You’re right Sophie, I do throw them but not in my sleep. How can I sleep when you snore louder than granddad?”
“I don’t,” Sophie protested.
“Yes you do, if you didn’t then I wouldn’t need to throw my teddies at you every night.”
Sophie didn’t say another word; she thought that it was quite funny that her sister had to throw teddies at her to stop her from snoring. They lay in silence once more until Crystal began to talk again.
“Sophie, what do you think it was that was making that noise?” she asked.
“I don’t know Crystal; I don’t think that I want to know anymore. I hate this house, it’s really creepy,” she said and she pulled the quilt over her head.
“Do you know what I’m going to do in the morning Sophie?” asked
Crystal with a big yawn.
“No, not really.”
“I’m going to ask granddad if he’s a wizard and if our mum is a witch.”
“What! That’s insane. I told you Crystal, there’s no such thing. Besides, if you do ask him he’ll find out that we’ve broken one of his rules and been in his cellar,” said Sophie, starting to panic because she didn’t like getting into trouble.
“If there’s no such thing and he is just a creepy old man who keeps weird stuff in his cellar, then how do you explain the magic book of spells and potions that he has?” asked Crystal.
“I don’t know, maybe he bought it from a shop. You can actually buy books that have magic spells and potions in them you know,” said Sophie.
“I don’t think so Sophie. Yes, you can buy books that have magic spells and potions in them but this book has his name on the cover. It also has the kind of magic spells and potions in it that a normal person would definitely not use. He’s a real wizard and that book of magic spells and potions that he has in his cellar proves it.”
“But how do you know that our granddad is called Dreamer?” asked Sophie.
“Mum told me,” said Crystal. “Oh my God,” she suddenly said.
“I wish that you wouldn’t keep saying that Crystal,” said Sophie.
“But I’ve just realised something. You really did hear a voice in your head saying that strange word. It must have been a magic word because you said it just before the cellar door unlocked. That means that we are witches and that you must have said a magic word and used your magic powers to unlock the door.”
“Crystal, for the last time, we’re not witches and I didn’t use magic powers or a magic word to unlock the door. The door was already unlocked; it was just stuck like you said.”
“But you said that you heard a voice in your head saying the word so you repeated it and the door did suddenly unlocked after you had said the word.”
“The door was already unlocked Crystal, I only said that word to try and scare you like you said,” said Sophie.
“Then if you did what does the word mean?” asked Crystal.
“It doesn’t mean anything, I made it up. Can we go to sleep now?”
Sophie had heard a voice in her head saying the strange word and the door had suddenly unlocked after she had repeated the strange word. However, she didn’t believe for one second that she was a witch and that she had used a magic word and magic powers to unlock the door. She tried to convince herself that her granddad’s house was probably haunted, that she must have heard a ghost’s voice, and that the door must have been stuck. She thought that it must have just been a coincidence that the door had suddenly become unlocked just after she had said the strange word.
Sophie was the oldest but you wouldn’t have thought so because she had a baby face, she was quiet and nervous. Crystal was the youngest but had a thin, older-looking face. She was very loud and confident and could be quite bossy at times.
Sophie and Crystal lived with their mum who was called Sarah Carter, in a small house, in a small town where there wasn’t a lot to do. Their mum was also slim with long, black hair, bright-green eyes, a tiny nose and pale skin. They didn’t have a dad because he died when they were very young. Mrs Carter had a huge secret; her biggest fear was that one-day Sophie and Crystal would discover it.
When Sophie and Crystal woke up in their shared bedroom that wasn’t big enough to swing a cat in, they thought that it was the beginning of another boring summer holidays. But they couldn’t have been more wrong because the events that took place from that day onwards changed their lives forever.
Sophie and Crystal were very surprised to hear that they would be staying with their granddad for a while. They had never met their granddad and they didn’t know anything about him. In fact, whenever they asked their mum about him she always changed the subject.
“But I want to sit in the front, it is my turn. Sophie always gets to sit in the front,” Crystal moaned, as she tried to lift her heavy suitcase so she could put it into the boot of the car.
“Come on Sophie, quickly now, we have to go,” Mrs Carter shouted to Sophie, who was dragging her suitcase along the pavement.
“But I can’t carry it, it’s too heavy,” said Sophie in a quiet voice.
Mrs Carter took Sophie’s suitcase from her, carried it to the car and put it into the boot. She then lifted Crystal’s suitcase and put it into the boot of the car.
“Quickly girls, get into the car,” said Mrs Carter loudly.
Mrs Carter seemed as though she was in a hurry and looked very nervous.
“But why do we have to stay with our granddad? We’ve never met him,” said Crystal in a grumpy voice.
“I have to take care of something that’s very important Crystal,” she said sharply.
“But where are you going and why can’t we come with you?” asked Crystal.
While Crystal was asking questions, Sophie quietly got into the back of the car.
Mrs Carter began to get rather annoyed with Crystal.
“Will you please just get into the car Crystal?” snapped Mrs Carter.
“Fine, I’ll get into the car,” said Crystal, not sounding very happy.
Sophie and Crystal had never seen their mum in such a state and it was clear to them that something was not right. They didn’t want to stay at their granddad’s house; they didn’t know him and they were quite nervous about meeting him.
*
After several cries of are we there yet they finally pulled up outside theirgranddad’s house, it was down a street called Tower Road. Their granddad’s house was quite big and old and it looked very creepy. In fact, itwas the weirdest house that they had ever seen and they were not looking forward to going inside it, not one little bit. Mrs Carter turned off the car engine and got out of the car, but Sophie and Crystal didn’t move an inch. She knocked on the back window of the car to get their attention.
“Ok girls, we’re here, you can get out of the car now,” she said with a smile.
Sophie and Crystal didn’t want to get out of the car; they looked terrified and couldn’t believe that they had to go inside the creepy house that stood in front of them.
“Sophie, Crystal, didn’t you hear me? We’re here; you can get out of the car now.”
Sophie and Crystal climbed out of the car as slowly as possible.
Mrs Carter took a suitcase from the boot of the car and put it down next to her.
“Why don’t you give me a hand with the suitcases Crystal? Your sister can go and let your granddad know that we’ve arrived.”
Crystal didn’t know how fast to move; she tried to lift the suitcase that was on the floor while Sophie stood like a statue and glared at the creepy house.
“Mum, please don’t make me go in there on my own, I’m scared. Can’t Crystal go?”
“You’re scared! Don’t be so ridiculous Sophie, there’s nothing to be scared of in there. Just go to the front door and knock,” ordered Mrs Carter.
Sophie took a deep breath, headed towards her granddad’s house, and pushed the gate open with her tiny hand. Suddenly, she let out a rather loud, high-pitched scream, the kind of scream that goes right through you.
Mrs Carter and Crystal thought that something awful had happened to her so they left the suitcases and ran towards her.
“Sophie, what’s happened? Are you ok?” asked Mrs Carter, as she knelt down in front of Sophie.
“I’ve just seen a frog and it was really big,” cried Sophie, looking paler than usual.
“Don’t scare me like that Sophie,” said Mrs Carter gently. “I know that you’re scared of frogs but it won’t hurt you.”
“Sophie,” said Crystal in a soft voice, trying hard to keep her laugh in. “This frog that you saw, it wouldn’t happen to be the frog that’s sitting behind you right now would it?”
Sophie spun around so fast that she almost knocked her mum out with her arm, but luckily, her mum ducked her head down just in time. Sophie realised that there was no frog behind her and that Crystal was teasing her because she found it funny that she was scared of a frog.
“Very funny Crystal,” said Sophie, feeling very annoyed.
Sophie pushed open the gate once more and this time entered the big yard.
Mrs Carter and Crystal went back to the suitcases.
“You shouldn’t make fun of your sister Crystal, you know how nervous she is,” Mrs Carter told Crystal, who felt quite pleased with herself.
“But it was only a frog and frogs aren’t very big. Why would anyone be scared of a little frog?” said Crystal, who found it very amusing.
Sophie made her way along the path that had tall, thick grass at either side of it; the grass looked like no one had cut it in years. She could hear all kinds of strange noises coming from the grass and dreaded to think what was among it. When she had reached the front door of her granddad’s house, she began to talk to herself.
“Hi, I’m Sophie; it’s nice to meet you. No, that doesn’t sound very good. Hi granddad, I’m Sophie your granddaughter. No, that’s no good either. Hold on, I’ve got it. Hi, I’m Sophie it’s nice to finally meet you, perfect!”
After Sophie had decided how she was going to introduce herself, she knocked on the door that stood in front of her. Her heart began to beat very fast and she started to get butterflies in her stomach, she was very nervous.
After several seconds, the door began to creak open.
In the doorway stood a man. He was tall, thin and very old, judging by
the amount of wrinkles that covered his face. He had very long, white hair and a nose that was very large and crooked. He had bright-green eyes like Sophie, Crystal and Mrs Carter. Sophie felt very tiny standing in front of him and stood very still with her mouth hanging open. She began to speak but everything that came out of her mouth made no sense at all.
“I’m, nice to meet you, Sophie, your granddaughter, hi!”
Sophie’s cheeks began to turn bright red and felt as though they were on fire; she was so embarrassed.
Crystal and Mrs Carter were making there way along the path towards Sophie and had heard everything. Mrs Carter was carrying both of the suitcases because Crystal kept complaining that it was too heavy for her to carry.
“She’s a little nervous about meeting you,” Mrs Carter explained.
She put the suitcases down in front of her and cracked a little joke about how Sophie and Crystal had packed everything but the kitchen sink, but their granddad did not seem very amused.
“Ok girls, I need to go now; be good for your granddad and I’ll see you both very soon.”
Mrs Carter gave them both a hug and a kiss and said goodbye. She made her way along the path and out of the yard, wiping a tear from her eye.
Sophie and Crystal found it odd that their mum didn’t say much to their granddad. They had wanted to ask her why they had to stay with their granddad, but she was in a strange mood so they didn’t dare. Besides, they knew that it must have been something very important that she had to take care of because she didn’t usually leave them with anyone. They didn’t have any idea about what was going on but it was obvious to them that it was something that they weren’t aloud to know about.
Sophie’s cheeks had turned to their original colour and she did not dare to say another word to avoid embarrassing herself any further. They waited for their granddad to speak but he just stood there in silence and stared at them.
“So granddad, what’s for breakfast? I’m starving,” asked Crystal just before she picked up her heavy suitcase, then fell straight to the floor with it because it weighed more than she did.
Sophie couldn’t help but to laugh at Crystal; she deserved it after she had made fun of Sophie for being scared of a frog. Their granddad didn’t let out as much as a tiny grin and seemed very grumpy and miserable. He grabbed the suitcases with his large hands and lifted them so easily that you would have thought that they were empty. He walked into the house, a suitcase in each hand, and the sound of his boots tapping as he walked echoed throughout the house. Sophie and Crystal followed him into the house.
Inside the house seemed very bare and damp, there was no wallpaper on the walls and no carpet on the floor. In front of them stood a staircase that seemed to have an endless number of stairs. They made there way up the stairs, walking behind their granddad. He seemed like a giant compared to them. Their granddad led them to a door and he pushed it open with his large hand.
“This will be your bedroom,” he said, as he looked at them both. “You can both have your breakfast when you have unpacked your things and I will tell you the rules that you must follow while staying here.”
He dropped the suitcases onto the floor, walked away from the room and made his way back down the stairs. Sophie and Crystal slowly walked into the room, dragging their suitcases behind them. The room was big but quite empty; it had two single beds and two single wardrobes in it. The door suddenly slammed shut behind them and made them jump.
*
Twenty minutes later when they had almost finished unpacking their suitcases, Sophie heard a strange noise.“What was that noise?” she asked.
“What noise? I didn’t hear anything,” said Crystal.
Sophie and Crystal stopped what they were doing and stood in silence.
“See, I told you, there was no noise. You’re starting to imagine things again just like you always do.”
Crystal continued to unpack her suitcase but Sophie sat down on her bed.
“But I definitely heard something and I don’t imagine things.”
Sophie was so sure that she had heard something but whatever it was that had been making the noise had stopped.
“Come on Sophie, hurry up and unpack your things, I’m starving,” moaned Crystal.
“Well I’m not, I think that I’ve lost my appetite,” said Sophie when she hung her top up in the wardrobe and touched a cobweb.
When they had unpacked their things, they made there way downstairs.
“Come on Sophie,” whispered Crystal.
Crystal pushed open the living-room door and walked into the living- room with Sophie following behind. Like everywhere else in the house, the living-room was dull and bare. In front of them was a large armchair; their granddad was sitting in it. All of a sudden, Sophie and Crystal heard a terrible noise coming from the armchair.
“What on earth is that noise?” whispered Sophie.
“If I’m not mistaken that’s our granddad snoring, it’s probably the noise you heard when we were upstairs,” Crystal replied, also whispering.
“No it isn’t, the noise I heard was different.”
Sophie and Crystal walked over to the armchair and stood at either side of it.
“Do you think that we should make our own breakfast Sophie?” asked Crystal, still whispering.
“No Crystal, I don’t think that we should. We might get into trouble,” said Sophie.
“Ok, we’ll have to wake him up then won’t we?” said Crystal with a smile.
“Wait a minute, what do you mean we? You want some breakfast so you wake him.”
“Sophie you’re such a chicken, I bet you’re even scared of your own shadow,” Crystal teased.
“No I’m not, mum said I’m just a nervous person that’s all,” said Sophie.
“Go on then chicken, wake him up if you dare.”
But Sophie didn’t want to because the last thing that she wanted was for her granddad to shout at her.
Crystal began to pretend that she was a chicken by moving her arms up and down as if she was a chicken flapping its wings. She then began to make the kind of noises that chickens usually make.
“Stop it! I’m not a chicken!” she shouted at Crystal.
Their granddad suddenly woke up and they both fell silent. He cleared his throat and quickly stood up.
“I wasn’t asleep; I was resting my eyes. Have you both finished unpacking your things?” he asked.
“Yes granddad,” they both said at once.
“Then follow me to the kitchen and you can both have your breakfast.”
Sophie and Crystal followed their granddad to the kitchen and began to whisper to each other.
“Only resting his eyes, he was snoring and you don’t snore when you’re awake,” said Crystal.
“Crystal, be quiet, he’ll hear you,” whispered Sophie.
“Crystal, be quiet, he’ll hear you,” Crystal repeated in a silly voice. “I told you, you’re a chicken.”
“I’m not a chicken,” whispered Sophie.
“That’s enough!” snapped their granddad.
Sophie and Crystal sat down at the kitchen table. They ate their breakfast in silence and for Sophie not having much of an appetite she ate quite a lot of cereal. While they were eating their breakfast, their granddad told them the rules that they had to follow while staying with him.
*
The day had flown by and it was time for them to go to bed. But they couldn’t sleep because they didn’t feel comfortable in a bed that wasn’t their own and they were missing their mum. They wanted to go home and they weren’t looking forward to the next day.Sophie was still awake and Crystal had just nodded off. Sophie started to hear the same noise that she had heard earlier on in the day and was desperate to prove to her sister that she wasn’t imagining it. She got up out of her bed wearing a long, white night gown.
“Crystal wake up, I can hear that noise again, Crystal,” she whispered and poked her sister in the eye.
“Ouch! Sophie I’ve told you, you’re imagining things now go back to bed.”
Crystal rolled over and groaned.
“But I definitely heard it, listen.”
Crystal sat up in her bed and listened to see if she could hear the noise that Sophie kept hearing.
“What was that?” asked Crystal, finally hearing the noise.
“See, I told you that I wasn’t imagining it,” said Sophie feeling relieved.
Crystal got out of her bed, walked towards the bedroom door and slowly pulled it open; it began to creak.
“Crystal, what are you doing?” whispered Sophie.
“I’m going to see where that noise is coming from and what’s making it, are you coming?”
“But Crystal, one of granddad’s rules was that we weren’t aloud to leave our bedroom and go wondering around the house at night,” she said.
“He’s asleep so if we’re really quiet he won’t hear us, will he?” said Crystal.
“I suppose not. Ok, I’ll get my torch. I told you that I wasn’t a chicken.”
Crystal turned on the bedroom light so Sophie could see where she was going. Sophie walked over to her wardrobe and got her torch out. She switched on the torch then Crystal switched off the bedroom light. They slowly made there way downstairs. The noise continued and Sophie and Crystal became more and more curious as to what it was that was making it. It seemed to be coming from the cellar, which was next to the bottom of the stairs. Crystal put her hand on the door handle and tried to open the door of the cellar.
“It’s locked,” said Crystal.
“Here, let me try,” said Sophie, as she grabbed the door handle. “Hanasa!” said Sophie loudly. Suddenly, the door unlocked and Sophie jumped in fright and dropped her torch; she couldn’t believe what had just happened.
“Sophie, why did you just say that strange word and how did the door unlock like that?” whispered Crystal.
“I heard a voice in my head saying that word so I repeated it,” said Sophie picking up her torch.
“If you’re trying to scare me Sophie it’s not working. The door mustn’t have been locked, it must have been stuck,” said Crystal.
“I’m not trying to scare you Crystal, I really did hear a voice. I think that we should go back to bed now, granddad might have heard us.”
“But we need to find out what it is that’s making that noise,” said Crystal.
Crystal grabbed Sophie’s torch from her and began to make her way down the stone stairs that led to the cellar.
“Wait for me,” whispered Sophie.
When they came to the bottom of the stairs, the noise stopped. Crystal tried to find the light switch because she couldn’t see a thing; the torch wasn’t very bright and the cellar was very dark and quite spooky. When she did eventually find the light switch they were very shocked at what they saw when she switched the light on. There were wooden shelves that were full of glass jars and bottles. The glass jars were full of things such as spiders, which were alive and eyeballs. They couldn’t make out what was in the rest of the jars but whatever was in them looked very disgusting.
“I don’t believe this, no wonder he didn’t want us wondering around the house at night,” said Crystal, as she switched off the torch.
“Crystal, why would he keep such disgusting things in jars like this?”
“I’m not sure, maybe he’s some kind of madman or murderer. I bet those eyeballs are from humans.”
“Stop it Crystal, you’re scaring me,” cried Sophie.
Crystal walked over to a big, wooden chest that was on the floor in front of her.
“I wonder what’s in here, probably more weird stuff.”
“Crystal, I don’t think that you should look in there. What if there’s a dead body in it?”
“Don’t be silly Sophie; I was only joking when I said that our granddad could be a madman or murderer.”
Crystal slowly began to open the chest and looked inside.
“Oh my God, I don’t believe it!” she gasped.
“I knew it, there is a dead body in there isn’t there?” asked Sophie.
“No, of course there isn’t Sophie but you’ve got to take a look at this.”
“I don’t want to,” said Sophie.
“It’s nothing scary, I promise. Come on, have a look,” said Crystal.
Sophie walked over to Crystal and looked inside the chest.
“Weird,” said Sophie, as she knelt down in front of it.
The chest was full of things such as candles, crystals of all different colours, containers full of strange things that Sophie and Crystal did not recognise and a huge book. Sophie picked up the book and wiped away the dust that was on the front cover so she could read the title.
“Dreamer’s book of magic spells and potions!” she said loudly.
“Sophie, be quiet. Let me have a look,” said Crystal, snatching the book from Sophie and opening it. She turned the pages very slowly and looked at each page with great interest. “Wow, this is incredible! Do you know what this means?” she said, starting to feel quite excited.
“No, what are you talking about?” asked Sophie.
“It’s pretty obvious to me,” said Crystal, still not making any sense.
“What’s pretty obvious?”
“Our granddad, he’s, he’s a wizard!” Crystal said at last.
“What!” said Sophie with a laugh. “Are you being serious? There’s no such thing.”
“Sophie, of course I’m being serious,” said Crystal. “Oh my God,” she said.
“What’s wrong?” said Sophie.
“Don’t you see what this means Sophie?”
“Now what are you talking about?” said Sophie.
“If our granddad’s a wizard then that means that our mum must be a witch!” said Crystal.
Sophie began to laugh.
“You’ll be saying that we’re witches next,” Sophie joked.
Crystal glared at Sophie with a serious look on her face.
“We must be witches Sophie, if our granddad’s a wizard and our mum’s a witch then that means that we must be witches.”
“I don’t believe this Crystal, and you say that I imagine things. I’m going back to bed.”
Sophie grabbed her torch off Crystal and began to make her way back up the stairs.
“Sophie, get back here!” said Crystal loudly.
Sophie suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at Crystal.
“You’re insane Crystal. We’re not witches, our mum’s not a witch and our granddad is not a wizard; he’s just a creepy old man who keeps weird things in his cellar.”
Sophie wanted to go back to bed and forget about everything that she had seen; she hoped that when she woke up in the morning it had all just been a terrible dream. She continued to walk up the stairs while Crystal put the book back into the big chest and closed it. Crystal had a weird feeling that they weren’t alone down in the cellar, but considering everything that had happened in that day, she had every reason to feel paranoid. But what she didn’t realise was that a pair of eyes, that they were unaware of, had been watching them all along.
Crystal told Sophie to switch her torch back on and once she did, Crystal turned off the cellar light. She made her way up the stairs but she could hardly see where she was going because Sophie had the torch and was ahead of her. Her foot missed the stair by an inch and she fell forward, hitting her knee off the stair.
“Ouch!” she cried and held her knee.
Sophie heard Crystal fall so she spun around and shone the torch in Crystal’s direction.
“Are you ok Crystal?” whispered Sophie.
“Yes, I’m fine,” she said, trying to pretend that it didn’t hurt. “I hit my knee off the stair that’s all, will you please stop shining that torch at me!” she snapped.
“Oh, sorry Crystal,” said Sophie, shining the torch towards the ground so she could walk back down the stairs. She held her hand out to help Crystal up.
“Do you want me to carry you?” whispered Sophie.
“No Sophie, it’s a tiny graze on my knee, I can still walk. Besides, if you did carry me I think that we would both end up at the bottom of the stairs with broken arms.”
“Yes, and broken legs,” Sophie added, trying not to laugh too loud.
When they had reached the top of the stairs, Sophie carefully closed the door behind them and it locked itself so Crystal stared at her.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” asked Sophie.
“How did the door lock on its own like that?” said Crystal, as she tried to open the door.
“I’ve no idea, maybe it’s a magic door,” Sophie teased. “I’m going back to bed, are you coming?”
Sophie and Crystal made there way back upstairs and into their bedroom. They climbed back into their beds and lay in silence for a few seconds; Sophie still had her torch switched on.
“Crystal,” said Sophie, shining the torch at Crystal’s eyes.
“What’s wrong now? Wait a minute, don’t tell me, you can hear that noise again can’t you?” said Crystal, beginning to feel tiered.
“No, it’s not that. I was wondering if I could sleep in your bed with you. Just for tonight, please,” Sophie begged.
“Ok, I suppose so. But just for tonight, but you better not snore.”
Sophie climbed out of her bed, got into Crystal’s and switched off her torch.
“I don’t snore do I?” asked Sophie.
“Yes you do. Have you ever wondered why the teddies that I keep on my bed are always all over our bedroom floor when we get up in a morning?” asked Crystal.
“No, not really. I thought that it was because you threw them in your sleep without realising that you were doing it.”
“You’re right Sophie, I do throw them but not in my sleep. How can I sleep when you snore louder than granddad?”
“I don’t,” Sophie protested.
“Yes you do, if you didn’t then I wouldn’t need to throw my teddies at you every night.”
Sophie didn’t say another word; she thought that it was quite funny that her sister had to throw teddies at her to stop her from snoring. They lay in silence once more until Crystal began to talk again.
“Sophie, what do you think it was that was making that noise?” she asked.
“I don’t know Crystal; I don’t think that I want to know anymore. I hate this house, it’s really creepy,” she said and she pulled the quilt over her head.
“Do you know what I’m going to do in the morning Sophie?” asked
Crystal with a big yawn.
“No, not really.”
“I’m going to ask granddad if he’s a wizard and if our mum is a witch.”
“What! That’s insane. I told you Crystal, there’s no such thing. Besides, if you do ask him he’ll find out that we’ve broken one of his rules and been in his cellar,” said Sophie, starting to panic because she didn’t like getting into trouble.
“If there’s no such thing and he is just a creepy old man who keeps weird stuff in his cellar, then how do you explain the magic book of spells and potions that he has?” asked Crystal.
“I don’t know, maybe he bought it from a shop. You can actually buy books that have magic spells and potions in them you know,” said Sophie.
“I don’t think so Sophie. Yes, you can buy books that have magic spells and potions in them but this book has his name on the cover. It also has the kind of magic spells and potions in it that a normal person would definitely not use. He’s a real wizard and that book of magic spells and potions that he has in his cellar proves it.”
“But how do you know that our granddad is called Dreamer?” asked Sophie.
“Mum told me,” said Crystal. “Oh my God,” she suddenly said.
“I wish that you wouldn’t keep saying that Crystal,” said Sophie.
“But I’ve just realised something. You really did hear a voice in your head saying that strange word. It must have been a magic word because you said it just before the cellar door unlocked. That means that we are witches and that you must have said a magic word and used your magic powers to unlock the door.”
“Crystal, for the last time, we’re not witches and I didn’t use magic powers or a magic word to unlock the door. The door was already unlocked; it was just stuck like you said.”
“But you said that you heard a voice in your head saying the word so you repeated it and the door did suddenly unlocked after you had said the word.”
“The door was already unlocked Crystal, I only said that word to try and scare you like you said,” said Sophie.
“Then if you did what does the word mean?” asked Crystal.
“It doesn’t mean anything, I made it up. Can we go to sleep now?”
Sophie had heard a voice in her head saying the strange word and the door had suddenly unlocked after she had repeated the strange word. However, she didn’t believe for one second that she was a witch and that she had used a magic word and magic powers to unlock the door. She tried to convince herself that her granddad’s house was probably haunted, that she must have heard a ghost’s voice, and that the door must have been stuck. She thought that it must have just been a coincidence that the door had suddenly become unlocked just after she had said the strange word.
Friday, 2 May 2014
QUOTE FROM MY BOOK
The day had flown by and it was time for them to go to bed. But they couldn’t sleep because they didn’t feel comfortable in a bed that wasn’t their own and they were missing their mum. They wanted to go home and they weren’t looking forward to the next day.
Sophie was still awake and Crystal had just nodded off. Sophie started to hear the same noise that she had heard earlier on in the day and was desperate to prove to her sister that she wasn’t imagining it. She got up out of her bed wearing a long, white night gown.
“Crystal wake up, I can hear that noise again, Crystal,” she whispered and poked her sister in the eye.
“Ouch! Sophie I’ve told you, you’re imagining things now go back to bed.”
Crystal rolled over and groaned.
“But I definitely heard it, listen.”
Crystal sat up in her bed and listened to see if she could hear the noise that Sophie kept hearing.
“What was that?” asked Crystal, finally hearing the noise.
“See, I told you that I wasn’t imagining it,” said Sophie feeling relieved.
Crystal got out of her bed, walked towards the bedroom door and slowly pulled it open; it began to creak.
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