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  • Essay / Short story: The Enchanted Amulet - 1886

    "I can't stay here, I have things to do." "Yes, I know, me too. How did you get here?" I repeated. "I went to your house to work on this science project, remember we're lab partners and it's due Monday?" "Of course I remember. How could I forget Mr. Mile's torture, I mean class." "Well, I knocked on the door and it opened by itself. I found it strange and I was afraid something was going to happen. So naturally, I called you before I came in, but there was no response. I went in and looked around,” Emma added. “Of course you did, honey,” Cotton said comfortingly as he moved closer. "Well, I walked into your room and I saw a very scary goblin sitting in a rocking chair. He sprayed something in the air and I was under his spell," she said. stopping for a moment and adjusting his glasses. “Was it a light blue power?” I asked. "Yes it was. It was really weird, once I breathed it in I couldn't move. I stood there and watched it rock back and forth for a long time . Then he suddenly grabbed me and threw me through the mirror. "I ran and tried to find a place to hide, but I was captured by this evil witch. So I don't want to cut the pleasure short," she said with a hollow laugh, "but how do I get out of it?.