The Tissue

“So, what is a metaphor?” Mr Creighton asks.  Umar puts up his hand.

“Sir, can I get a tissue?” asks Umar.

“Uhh you want a what now?” says Mr Creighton confused.

“A tissue…” Umar says suspiciously.

“Okay,” says Sir.  Umar goes to the dictionaries, picks one up and rips out the page with ’tissue’ written on it and BLOWS HIS NOSE WITH IT.  He puts back the page, he sat back down.  “Okay, now get a dictionary one between two.”  Haajar went over to the dictionaries and picked up the one with snot inside, she opened it up and saw all the snot, the gooey snot.  It was like the pages were all being held captive by the goo.  Haajar dropped the book and just froze and screamed.  Mr Creighton ran to Haajar and said, “What happened?”

Haniyah worriedly said, “I don’t know…she just screamed?” The all of a sudden everyone saw the snot moving.  We could see it twisting and turning, boiling and bubbling as the slimy monster slowly stood up, it was horrid and gruesome.  It glued it’s eyes on Haajar and snatched her with its’ gooey hands.

Mehnaz