An exercise in creative writing

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Phone Call

Sandra has definitely had a happy childhood, filled with family gatherings and joy, for as long as she can remember.

Sandra grew up in a large Victorian house in the suburbs with a massive garden, carefully taken care of by the family's gardener. She had quite a normal childhood, except for one odd thing she had rarely paid attention to - there was one room in the house which was always locked and when ever she tried to ask her parents about this room, they would blurt out a vague answer and change the subject.

On her high-school graduation day, the cook had made all her favorite morning treats for breakfast and she left with her parents to celebrate and to give the valedictorian speech. After the ceremony they went to an high end restaurant and finished up the day with her favorite ice cream, strolling around the park, dripping sticky vanilla ice cream all over. A perfect day. Sandra was looking forward to starting college and her parents were smugged with her success so far.

The day after her graduation day, Sandra woke up to a phone call. The phone kept ringing and no one answered it. Half asleep she got out of bad and picked up the phone. "Operation rainbow", a metallic voice said, and the call got instantly disconnected.

Sandra's pupils widened and she immediately went to the rose bush in the garden with a shovel. She dug out a small wooden box and took the key which was in it. She ran directly to the locked room, turned the key inside the lock and entered into the operation room.

Operation Rainbow has commenced.

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