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The Secret Key (17 December 2011)

Once upon a time a girl named Martha Nell lived in Brighthon in a small house near the sea.
On Martha’s 9th birthday her mother and Grand poppy were siting on the sofa telling Martha about the trolls and other monsters that were atacking the world.
Martha felt sory for the people very near the the trolls and monsters and she said to Grand Poppy, “Can you and I go and help the world get beter?”
“Maybe if you help me pack up, Martha Nell. What day shall we leave the house?”
“Tuseday,” said Martha.
“Then we beter get packing because we have a long way to go and lots of bad things to pass,” said Grand Poppy.
“Yes,” said Martha, “Let’s do it.”
“What will you too eat on the way?” asked Martha’s mother.
“Let’s not wory about food,” said Martha. “Grand Poppy always has an idea.”
“Well, Martha Nell, you are right. Now let’s get packing,” said Grand Poppy. “Follow me into my room.”
“Ok,” said Martha as Grand Poppy turned into a small woodin door or at least it looked like wood. Martha couldint be shore.
On the other side of the door there was a huge shoe on wheeles. To Martha it looked like it was 267 pounds. Grand Poppy skiped over to a shelf full of big, felt bags with pillows on top. Then he opened a hacth in the back of the huge shoe and put all the felt bags in the hatch and some big metal balls with small doors. Then Grand Poppy hopped into the big shoe.
“Come in, Martha Nell,” he called out.
Martha hopped in and then a big roof came over the the huge shoe. Then Grand Poppy pressed a small red key and slowly the huge shoe began to move toured the door. CRASH! The huge shoe had gone into the door, then CRASH! Again this time the huge shoe had gone into the front door. When thay were in the open, the shoe began to go faster then SPLASH! The shoe had gone in the
sea. The shoe began to sink.
Just then a dolphin came up throgh the water.
“Why are you here, land blubers, and not with those things, what are they? Oh yes, nem.”
“Grand Poppy, can you help with that bad dolphin?” asked Martha.
“Of course I can, Martha Nell.” And he pulled out two life jackets and two floaty beds from underneth Martha’s seat. Martha and Grand Poppy quickly sliped on the life jackets. Then Grand Poppy jumped into the sea and called out, “Martha Nell, drop those floaty beds in the water befor you get in.”
“Ok,” said Martha over the side of the shoe. Then SPLASH again.
Now the floaty beds were in the water.
“Now come in your self,” called Grand Poppy.
A second later Martha was in the water. Grand Poppy looked up at the sky it was sunset. Just then Martha saw a tint of gold in the water. At first Martha thought it was just the reflection of the sun set in the water. Even as the sun set turned in to night the tint of gold still remained in the water. Finely Martha reched out her hand and pulled at the gold. Very soon the gold was in Martha’s hand. It was key.
“Grand Poppy,” gasped Martha, her hart beating faster then ever, “Ware can we put this key for it must be valuable?”
“Don’t you wory, Martha Nell, you just wach me,” said Grand Poppy. And sudenly one of the floaty beds grew a high wood wall. And a sheet covered the bed. Then a little teddy bear came up from under the sheet. Grand Poppy unzipped a zipper on the teddy bear’s chest.
“Here, Matha Nell,” called Grand Poppy, “You can put your key in here.”
“Ok,” Martha called back. She droped the key in the teddy bear’s zipper.
“It’s time for bed now,” said Grand Poppy. “Look the moon is up.”
“Yes,” said Martha, swiming over to a floaty bed.
“Well, night night,” said Grand Poppy climing onto the other floaty bed.
“Night night,” whispered Martha. And she fell asleep.
Martha opened her eyes to a dark windy day. It smelled of mist and she could hear clangs and bangs up the shore. Grand Poppy was already awake. He was using his arms to push the floaty beds to the shore.
“Grand Poppy,” said Martha, “Let’s not go near that shore. It sounds bad.”
“Yes it dose, Martha Nell, remember how I told you that we would have to pass lots of bad things? Well this is one of them.”
Befor Martha could speeck a loud cry was sudenly heard.
Then a women in a fluttering black dress came runing down the sand followed by bogs and sesscooteries and sineps and wort gogs, all crying “Yasses, fooogoo, senpess, venblood, denkess, hufen!”
“What are thay doing, Grand Poppy?” asked Martha.
“I don’t now, Martha Nell,” said Grand Poppy.
Befor Martha and Grand Poppy could see, 9 sesscooteries and 56 sineps were pushing the floaty beds even closer to the shore. Then a huge monster made out of wart gogs and bogs came stomping down the shore. Sudenly another loud cry was heard.
And all the monsters lined up and began to slowly stomp in a pattern Martha had never heard befor.
And all the monsters came closer and closer to Martha and Grand Poppy, still going bon bin dim.
Sudenly it began to rain and rain and rain.
“Look look!” Grand Poppy cryed, “There is a cave down near the bottum of the ocen.”
“Yes,” said Martha.
“Follow me,” said Grand Poppy, and he jumped and swam toward the cave.
Poor Martha, what could she do? She was scared to follow Grand Poppy and if she did’nt the monsters would be after her and she did not want to be a lung sandwich. So she jumped in after Grand Poppy. When she reached him she saw that he was looking at a key hole in the side of the cave.
“Martha Nell,” he whispered, “Your key you found yesterday, it might fit this hole.”
“Shall I go up and get the key?” asked Martha.
“Yes,” wispered Grand Poppy.
“Ok,” Martha wispered back.
In a flash she was back with the key. Grand Poppy took it from her and put it in the key hole. Slowly the door behind the key hole began to open. On the other side there were millons of twisting paths. On one side there was yet another door with a key hole. However this door was not the same as the other door. It had pictures of koons and neninsepeps and mulins.
“Let’s try your key in this door too,” said Grand Poppy. “For when I was little some one said to me there is only one key in the land of Chaba. And I think we are in Chaba.
“Oh,” said Martha, “Well of course we can try,” she said.
“Yes, yes, yes,” said Grand Poppy. And in a secound the door was open.
Inside there was yellow paper shaped to look like lighting. There were drums for thunder and a bucket of water to splash over the earth for rain. On one side of the room there was a nice little bed.
“This is a perfect house,” said Martha.
“I think so to,” said Grand Poppy.


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