Chapter one: Eyeball

Chatterbox: Inkwell

Chapter one: Eyeball

Chapter one: Eyeball

It had been a normal day. The sky was clear and a breeze ruffled my hair. My dog trotted beside my side, happily. Suddenly he ran onto the grass beside me and started sniffing something. I tried to get him to move on but he wouldn’t budge. 

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What is so interesting? i wondered, walking towards my dog. I shoved him aside with great effort. HE DID NOT WANT TO MOVE. Were he had been sniffing there was a brass knocker with a eyeball on it. 




The eyeball twitched. I jumped back, surprised and digusted. Is it alive? I wondered, moving past my dog [who was going to sniff it, again,], caustouisly approaching the eyeball. 


It twitched, again. 


I picked it up, relcauntly and disgusted. When the eyeball twitched it looked so……. real. 


“Are you alive?” I said. I studied the eyeball, but looked away after a few minutes. It looked so real. It was disgusting, how realistic it looked. I wondered if it was alive, and suddenly a idea popped into my head, a idea that would solve my question. I could poke it!  I shook my head. That would be disgusting if it was alive. 



but you’ll finally found out if its alive..





By the way i'm changing my name to midnight 

submitted by MJ's FRIEND, age 12, Name,now,Midnight
(November 1, 2017 - 8:54 pm)

Great new name, Midnight!!! I love it!

submitted by Aspen
(November 2, 2017 - 7:51 pm)