Whilst on a training course about reading in schools I rediscovered Chris Van Allsburg, who is best known for The Polar Express. On the course I came across The Mysteries of Harris Burdick, which is a very excellent book with wonderful illustrations and one line captions.
What’s so brilliant about this book is that the one line just sets your imagination running wild. Luckily I have found a reason to use the book at work and I thought I’d have a go at writing a few paragraphs and share it with you lovely people who look at the waffle that I write!
Under the Rug
Two weeks had passed and it happened again.
Arthur stopped. He placed his sweating, shaking hands around the top of the heavy antique chair, not for one second taking his eyes of the quivering Lump under the green carpet. He raised the chair, his arms shaking slightly under the considerable weight.
The Lump inched closer to him, causing a side table to topple over with a crash, sending the lamp over, smashing it into tiny pieces. Arthur jolted at the noise, his arms flinched but he remained in the same position, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
A flutter rippled through the carpet and Arthur brought down the chair with an almighty whack. The Lump was too quick. It skirted sideways as if it could read Arthur’s mind, dashing out the door.
Arthur followed as quickly as his creaking knees would allow, the heavy chair falling to the floor with a thump. He watched in absolute horror as The Lump jumped from step to step as it swiftly climbed upstairs.
Dashing desperately to catch up, his foot on the first step of the stairs he saw a door swing open on the landing. Panic spread through Arthur as he scrambled upwards. Reaching the door a scream escaped his lips as he looked into the child’s bed and saw it was empty. The Lump had taken him.