What Lies Beneath?

By Stephanie Miersky (Sun Valley High School, Aston, PA)

“Did a tornado go off in here?” I looked at my mom as she held her temper at the sight of my room.  I asked my mom to leave so I could start cleaning.  My room was messy because I hadn’t had time to clean being busy with sports and doing my school work.  When I was cleaning up my floor, I found a lot of things that I’d been looking for along with an old fashioned key.  I never saw the key before and I didn’t know what to do with it.  I put the silver key in my back pocket and continued cleaning.

I was getting angry when I started to clean the closet out because there were many different things just thrown in there.  Out of anger at the mess, I picked up a shoe and threw it to the back of my closet wall, and it made a huge hole in it.  I noticed that the wall was only about three centimeters thick.  I took a closer look and there was a tiny light shining through.  I started making the hole bigger by pulling and breaking it so I could fit through.

When I finally made the hole big enough, I climbed through.  I came upon an open wooded area with a dirt path leading to a wooden door.  The door was very old fashioned and I tried to open it, but it was locked.  I thought about the key I found when I was cleaning and tried to see if it would fit into the keyhole and unlock the door.  I struggled to get the key in the hole.  When I finally did I turned the key, and the door opened.

I hesitated to walk in at first because I didn’t know what I was going to see.  I stopped worrying and I walked down a path that was surrounded by trees.  I came to a clearing, and there were tree stump seats that were set up around a table that was also a tree stump. I also came across hay tunnels that led too new strange places.  I looked around to see if anyone else was there, but there was no one in sight. 

I made my way through one of the hay tunnels to see what else I could find. I came to the end of the tunnel and about fifteen feet away from me there was a wooden house.  I walked towards the house to see what was inside.  When I entered there were colorful tubes hanging from the ceiling.  I heard laughter coming from the stairs and I hid behind a wall because I didn’t know who was going to enter.  A young boy and girl about ten years old came in.  The little girl motioned me to follow them outside, so I did. 

We walked for awhile and passed areas that looked as if they were set up to look like a specific room in a house.  We all sat down on seats made out of tree trunks, and I waited to see what would happen next.  The girl and the boy were talking in sign language so I didn’t understand them.  Then I got it, those kids are deaf!  The kids signed something to me but I shrugged to let them know that I didn’t understand.  The girl motioned me to follow her again, so I did.  We walked over a bridge and then went to a miniature house with a tiny door that was underneath it.  A colorful little fairy, mostly different pinks and purples, looked like she wasn’t real when she was inside the lantern, but then she came out and sprinkled dust on us.  Next thing I knew the door was normal size.

I wasn’t.

When the kids opened the door, I was a little excited about what I was going to see next because everything else I saw was so cool.  We walked into a normal living room with a bunch of people talking and having a good time.  The kids signed something to the people and a lady greeted me. I asked the lady why the kids were deaf, and she told me they were born that way.  I asked her if she could tell me what they were signing to me because I didn’t know how to communicate with signs and I didn’t understand it.  The kids told me their names and asked me if I wanted to play.  The women asked me to stay awhile, but I couldn’t.  I told her that I would love to stay but I have much to do at home. I assured her that I will be back.

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