Historical Fiction


by Alla I.


WEIRD

“Bam,bam.”

Somebody was knocking. I froze. I looked around and I wasn’t in my room I was in a room that had a pointed roof.

“Bam ,bam.” The knocking was back. I got up and went toward the sound. It was in the wall.

“Help help!" somebody cried.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I’m your King Tut you fool.”

“AHHHHHHHHHH,” I screamed

What how can King Tut be alive he died over a billion years ago. I thought.

I kept running. Who knows where.

I sat down to rest for a couple of minutes to look at my surroundings. I was in a pyramid!

There were drawings of Egyptians everywhere. Colorful ones with orange wigs and big gold earnings.

We learned about Egypt in school but I never bothered to listen. This stuff didn’t look like what was in my text books. It looked so real , and old.

I was back in time!! I was probably in King Tut’s tomb! But who would do this to me? Why of all people pick me to go to the past?

I came to an opening, I crawled through it and was out in the sandy Egypt. Sand was every were it looked like it had no end.

My stomach was growling I had to find something to eat. Maybe there’s a town near buy maybe I can get something to eat there.

I turned around to take one last glance at the pyramid. It was gone! I couldn’t believe my eyes it disappeared in thin air! I turned around and began running away from this crazy area where the tomb was.

I saw something in the distance .....WATER! It was a river. It must had been the Nile river. I jumped in the river with my clothes on. I began going up stream.

The water began to twirl me around and it got deeper and deeper. I was in a whirlpool! I began to sink and twirl faster . Then I was gone all I can see was black.

I opened my eyes and was in the middle of the road! I ran on the side walk before a car can dodge me.

The city was crowded and smelly. Old people every where. Others weird dressed. There were no stop lights so it wasn’t safe to be on the road. There was cows and horses freely walking on the road too. People every where selling dirty water. Also carpets and other furnishings.

I noticed something there were no people like in the paintings in King Tut’s tomb. That reminds me I wonder if he still thinks I’m in there. Still screaming for help.

It was interesting looking at the things they did and their techniques. One scary thing was there were soldiers on every corner of the street. Carrying big machine guns.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH,"Iscreamed. Someone was dragging me by my arms. They blind folded me and threw me in the back of a vehicle. Suddenly I heard a booming voice.

“Why didn’t you help me out of here? I begged you once but ......... YOU..WILL..DIE!”

I knew it had to be King Tut. He’s going to kill me from not taking him out of his tomb. Some other people probably did and he’s using them as his slaves. I thought still blind folded. He'll never get me.

I was thrown out of the vehicle. I can feel the hot sand on my skin. I was scared to death what I would see when I took off my blind fold. So I didn’t bother to move. It seemed as if I laid there for a couple hours but really a couple minutes.

“BEEP,BEEP,BEEP.” It was all a dream , all a dream. I was laying in my bed soaked in sweat. But why did it seem so real. I wasn’t even sleeping when it happened and I’m positive.

That day I didn’t say a word about my dream. One reason I knew it was real even though it’s impossible. In tell night I figured out it was possible and King Tut’s soul was after me.

THE END


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