Imagine waking up and hearing a loud high pitch squeaking. That's what happened to me and I thought it was my alarm but then I remembered that my alarm was out of battery. I suddenly realised it must be the smoke alarms but then I realised it couldn't be that either because they beeped and this was a long breaking note. I gave up with guessing and followed the cry. It was coming from my sewing box. I opened it up and heard an ear-splitting scream. Despite the noise, I went through everything. There was a strange thing in there. It was a small round ball with a thin needle coming out of it. I picked it up and it squeaked feebly.

Then another sound came, a low grumble and again I followed the noise and it led me to the cupboard under the stairs. Suddenly, the grumbling sounded like,

"Feed me."

"How?" I asked.

"Through the hole" the voice answered.

Just like magic a hole opened in the door. I thought of shoving the thing from my sewing box into the hole. Ominously the door slowly opened but brooms and mops were not in there...

Strangely, a person walked past the door but took no notice of me. It wasn't a person it couldn't be. It had a bright orange pincushion for a head and it didn't have legs instead there were thin, silvery needles. How could they walk and see? This I never knew. I decided to explore this weird world. I got a few paces in when something alarming happened!



One of the strange people who had a tomato pincushion head pulled me off my feet and flung me into a dark, decrepit basement. There was a note saying "Why are you different?" I yelled and tried to explain but I don't think he heard me as he didn't have ears. What will happen to me!