The Emperor's Secret

Six school girls and their teacher create a book of short stories and poems. Excerpt from ‘Things’. © 2009 A.V.E. Waters What? Was I asleep? Oh, that was a long, weird…NOT DREAM! I look around and find I’m in a dark, dusty room. It’s small, cramped, and the only things inside are a desk, chair, and a shelf with daggers and stuff on it…stuff like injection needles. My dad sits on the chair in front of the desk, writing with an injection needle, blood for ink. I open my mouth to scream, but no sound comes out.