“Clunk!” The sound of David hitting the floor was rather hard, causing Mipsy, his plump, pink nosed kitten, a cross between a Siamese and tabby cat to scramble out of David’s room.  His room was painted to look like a farm with pigs rolling in mud and the farmer planting seeds.  But what David loved most was his ceiling that was black with stars and planets.  He always used to lie on his squishy bed and look at the stars, pretending they glimmered.  He would really miss that feeling.

            David got up quickly after rolling off of his extremely comfy bed. He rolled off of his bed because his mom yelled in a musical tone to “get downstairs” which caused him to wake up so abruptly that he fell off his bed. David responded with an annoyed O.K. Then he pushed up his circular glasses, grabbed his immense briefcase (the case was twice the size of David himself!) and last but not least he took a last look at his vacuous room and started downstairs.

            David tried to get his briefcase down the stairs for about ten minutes, but the only way it was possible was to let it slide down his carpeted staircase. He didn’t want to do so, but it was the only way to get the case down to the limo so he had to. David followed the case down the staircase all the way and the latch on the huge object did not explode off which was a great surprise. As soon as David got downstairs he went to the screen door.

            David grabbed his briefcase, opened his screen door and walked to the very middle of his small backyard.  He then picked up the little indigo box with inscriptions on it and pressed them.  Suddenly, the box opened and a blue ghost wearing a hat with the same inscriptions that the box had burst out.  “Ready to go to California?” David asked the ghost.  “You bet’cha,” the ghost replied.  The boy pushed the inscriptions again and the ghost went back into the box.  David took a fresh breath of air, grabbed his case and the box, and walked toward the honking limo.