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     "O.K. You can go... Now!" Mrs. Gower announces. 

Everyone runs and pushes each other to the 

playground. I stay at my desk with Amelia and wait 

for it to clear up. "Let's go." I say. "Kay." Amelia 

agrees. "Bye, Mrs. Gower!" I chirp. "Bye, girls! Have 

fun!" Mrs. Gower calls back. "O.K.! We will!" Amelia 

shouts. We run off the to the blacktop, letting the 

door shut behind us. I stare at a strange shape near 

the fence corner. "Shaylin?" Amelia questions, 

nudging me. *Kah!* I gasp, snapping back to reality. 

"Huh?!" I say, looking around, remembering where I 

am. "Are you okay?" Amelia wonders, "Yeah... yeah. 

I'm-I'm fine just..." My voice trails off. "Just WHAT?! 

Wait. What were you looking at?" "Both questions 

answered at the same time. Follow me." We walk to 

the fence & I see the strange shape was a pile of 

leaves. It smells of dough outside. It had just stopped 

raining & the field reeks of mud. It's early summer so 

why are there leaves? And why do they look like 

fabric? I bend down & pick up a leaf. I twirl the leaf in 

my hand and rub my fingers across it. I feel the 

threads gliding through my fingers and the stiff 

plastic stem warming up in my loose fist. "They're 

fake." I inform Amelia, dropping the "leaf" and 

dusting my hands while rising to my feet. "Let's see if 

there's anything." Amelia suggests. We dig up the 

fabric pieces & right before us   an old box. The box is 

painted cream but the paint's chipping off. The paint 

is rough & it's cream color is fading away with dirt. 

The rusty, golden lock shimmers in the sunlight. 

Ironicly, we 

find a key ring under the box. We try all the gold, silver, and 

copper rusted keys but no such luck. Also, as if magic was 

invloved, we find a lighter, a match, and a crate marked, 

CAUTION: DANGEROUS EXPLOSIVES in the fake leaves. 

"LET'S BLOW IT UP!!!" I yell. "I don't really think that's a 

good idea." Amelia assures me. "C'mon. 

PLEEEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSE?!" I pout. "O.K. Fine. Only 

ONCE, though. You're SO lucky I've always wanted to blow 

something up." She gives in. "YES! THANK YOU!" I open 

the box and place the dynomite around the old box. I take 

out the lighter and flick it on. "O.K." I whisper."Here goes 

nothing." I touch the flame and the match together and 

engage the ropes with the red flaming end of the match. 

Flames lick the air and the ropes as they burn down to the 

red cylinders. 

BO

OM!

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