It’s morning and the sun is up. My sister woke me up. Her name is Rose.
“Wake up, wake up!” she said.
“What time is it?” I said.
“It’s time to go to Disneyland … so what are you waiting for?”
I was dressed in a jiff and the first one downstairs for breakfast. Alone in the kitchen, I saw something grinning at me under the table. It looked like a little boy, but with sharps fangs and bloody red skin. In a flash, this demon’s wings expanded, and he flew through the kitchen and out the door …
It was gone!
I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t move. I was too scared.
I wasn’t sure what to think. For breakfast, we had pancakes with maple syrup.
“Dad, do you ever see … monsters?” I said.
“No, Rebecca. Monster are make-believe.”
“Just like Disneyland?” said Rose.
“Yeah, something like that.”
“I’ve seen monsters,” I said.
“Me, too!” said Rose.
Mom rolled her eyes.
“Sure, girls,” she said with a wink. “We’ll let that one slide.”
Dad started collecting the dishes.
“Now on to my kind of make-believe,” he said, “the happiest place on Earth!”
“Yay!” Rose and I said, and we were off to our adventure.
Disneyland was awesome! We went on the new ride, Guardians of the Galaxy, which Mom said was her favorite, and Thunder Mountain Railroad, which Dad said was his.
We went on the Haunted Mansion. Rose and I rode together. It was so much fun, and a little spooky.
Toward the end of the ride, we approached a long mirror. All the other riders had ghosts in their carts, but not ours.
There was a red-skinned demon boy curled up between Rose and me.
“Ahhhh!” we screamed.
So was everyone else riding in their carts, they were having so much fun. No one thought the demon we was real, even when he flew away!
“Mom, Dad, you won’t believe what happened!” Rose and I said as we ran off the ride and into their arms.
After hearing our story, Mom said with a frown, “You’re right, we don’t.”
“But, I have to hand it to you girls,” Dad said, “you have quite the imagination. Who’s hungry?”
Rose and I realized there might be more to our story than our parents were willing to admit.
Trouble might be on the way, but we would have to wait to deal with it another day.
After all, who had time for demon boys at Disneyland?