Elephant and the Boy

The haunted house terrified me. It was very dirty inside. After I walked in, I saw a hooded figure crouching in the corner. I walked up to it and grabbed the cloth on the figure. The figure jumped and cried, “Why, Dylan, why?” I was confused; the gentleman said, “That was my daughter’s favorite cloth. You got it all dirty.’’

“I don’t care about your daughter, dude.”

With a breath, he turned into a bear. He charged at me with his fangs. I ran from him at a speed I did not think I was capable of. I then ran into a chair. I was knocked out cold. When I woke up, I saw the bear inches away from my face with an angry expression.  I then saw a large hammer next to me. I smashed the bear’s eyes with the hammer, blinding it instantly. I ran into another room and saw an elephant. With a quick examination, I jumped on top of the elephant and tried riding it like a horse. However, the elephant refused to let me ride and even attacked me with its trunk. I was afraid and hid inside a cupboard. The elephant followed me and starting sniffing around the room with its trunk before finally finding me. The elephant destroyed the furniture in front of me. I was terrified and thought that today was my final day on this planet. I then grabbed the chocolate I had borrowed and then the elephant stopped and carefully ate it. I saw a smile on the elephant’s face once it was done. When I crawled out, it hugged me by wrapping its trunk around my fragile body. It accepted me. I hugged the elephant back, hoping to yank him to the floor when his attention was diverted. When he started tearing up, I grabbed his trunk and put all my weight on top of it, making him collapse to the floor. I said to the elephant, “I developed a portal to a new reality where clouds are hard.” The elephant knocked between two clouds and bled. Instead of bandaging up the elephant, I decided to kick him further.