The Magic Guitar
It was a cold horrible day. Jamall was walking home from school when he saw a man walking towards him. The man was dressed in a brown coat, a black hat, leather gloves, and leather black shoes. He was walking towards Jamall fast. Jamall noticed this and started walking faster but the man was now jogging to catch up to Jamall. Soon Jamall was running and so was the man. The man finally caught up with Jamall and shoved him down an alley way Jamall was so terrified he didn’t even try to struggle to get out of this man’s grip. On and on they walked until the man pushed Jamall forward and pointed at a shape in the corner. Jamall turned around to look at the shape. He then turned around to look at the man, but he was gone. Jamall started to walk forward he soon saw that the shape was a guitar ‘was this what the man was pointing to??’ Jamall thought.
Jamall walked toward the guitar he picked it up and played a few cords and as he played, he got teleported to an extraordinary land. As he looked around, he saw people dressed in sweet with pink and green and yellow skin. He saw a lady that had sherbet lemons for shoes and a toffee dress while her hair was made from pink cotton candy. He walked around some more and found him self outside a weird looking building. It was made from mustard. ‘Mustard really they could’ve chosen anything, but they chose mustard?? Jamall thought. He saw the gates were open and he walked inside. As soon as he went in, he got a huge smell of mustard Jamall held his nose because the smell was so disgusting. He walked on and on and saw someone it looked like a man made from ketchup the ketchup man saw Jamall and said, ‘HEY YOU GET OVER HERE’ Jamall was startled and ran for it the ketchup was chasing Jamall. Jamall was leaping over people made from sweets and was throwing sherbet lemons at the ketchup man. Just as Jamall was going to give himself over to the ketchup man he saw a portal opening he looked inside and saw that it was the ally way that man pushed him in. He quicky leaped in and just as the ketchup man was going to follow Jamall the portal closed and Jamall was back in the ally way. He ran home and never saw that man or guitar ever again.
Stella
This is a very interesting and imaginative story, Stella, and you have included the prompt words very well. There is lots of good description and imagination, like the lady who had sherbet lemons for shoes, but your word count is way over 100!
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