'The House' by Jade M, Age 10, Class 3

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The House

In Dorset, at number 54, Elm Street there lived a little girl called Jane Mallarie. One day Jane was in her bedroom looking for her laptop when… the lights went off.
“Mum, why are the lights off?” Jane asked.
“Just a power cut Jane!” Her mum shouted.
When the lights came on Jane looked around, she was not in her bedroom she was in the hallway! But the hallway did not look normal, instead of purple carpets and bright orange walls, there was old wooden floor boards and dark green walls. “But how? what has happened to my house?” Jane said to herself. Well the thing is Jane’s house is very old, it was actually built in Victorian times! Suddenly she heard foot steps coming from around the corner, “Mum, Mum is that you?” Jane whispered.
“Oh Jane, there you are! Come on, come on we have chores to do.” It was a lady dressed in old fashion clothes. “Why are you wearing those clothes? They are awful!” the lady said as she gave her an orange frilly dress! “Go and put that on, then go and give Mr Philippe his morning paper. Come on get moving.” Jane walked off and went into the bathroom and put her dress on, when she came out she looked at the news paper, “1842!” Jane shouted as she read the date, she chucked the newspaper onto the table and ran to the third room on the left, her room! She opened the door to see… nothing! “There’s nothing here, just lots and lots of old Victorian books!” Jane shouted.
Then suddenly the door slammed shut, Jane ran over to the door and tried to open it, but it had been locked. “Hello! Hello is anyone there? I’m locked in, please open the door!” Jane cried. Suddenly the room started to get smaller and smaller till it was so small that she could hardly breath! But suddenly the room started to get bigger again till it was the size that it was before, then the door unlocked and flung open and there was a bright light, the light was so bright that it blinded Jane for a couple of seconds then the light disappeared and there standing in it’s place was the strange Victorian lady, “Come on get a move on, you have got to get home.” The lady said as she winked at her!
“What did you just say?” Jane asked, looking very confused.
The lady just smiled, then walked off, “Oh yes, you might want to look in the kitchen, if you want to get back!” She shouted. Jane ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, then a little girl with yellow ribbons in her hair came into the kitchen picked up a black and ginger cat and skipped off. A second later the girl poked her head round the door and said, “Look for the door.”
“The door, what door!” Jane thought to herself. She looked all over the kitchen till she found… a small round door, only big enough for a mouse to fit through, “But how am I suppose to get through there?” She said.
“But you do not understand Jane, you only have to put a small piece of your body through the door to find your way out!” a voice said.
Jane thought for a moment, then shouted out… “My hand! That’s it my hand!” so she put her hand inside the hole and when she pulled it back out… there sitting proudly on Jane’s hand was a... key! She poked the key in to the door and the door opened, then opening a bigger door, then opening a big enough door for her to fit through, slowly Jane stepped through the door and looked back at the old Victorian kitchen and there standing in the door way was, the strange Victorian lady and the little Victorian girl with yellow ribbons in her hair, they smiled and waved and when Jane looked around she was back in her bedroom, the door shut, then locked, then disappeared!
Jane smiled and reached for her laptop, opened it up and wrote the perfect Victorian school report, “My House Was a Victorian House.” She wrote about the clothes that they wore (the orange frilly dress), the houses that they lived in (the old wooden floor boards and the dark green walls) and the people in the house (Mr Philippe’s, the little girl with yellow ribbons in her hair and the strange Victorian lady who must have been a maid!). She never forgot the day she went back in time, when she went into a real Victorian house.

The End.

By Jade M
Age 10
Class 3
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