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“Will she be ok?” Otto asks “I believe so, but she took quite the fall” replied a squeaky voice. “Hush Otto, I think she is waking up now,” said the squeaky voice. As Nancy regain consciousness, she saw the most peculiar thing that she had ever seen, it was a, no it can’t be that! It would make no sense. She had to be dreaming this whole thing because a hare was standing up as if it was from Alice in wonderland. It had a dandelion yellow dress with a golden bow on the collar and a set of round spectacles and was that a first aid kit next to it? no that can’t be a book bag? This was all too much to take in and for the second time this day her eyes rolled back into her head and everything went black. “Come on! Not again Nancy” Otto said scared out of his mind. “Stand back Otto” the Hare said in its squeaky voice. And then a wave of freezing cold water washed over Nancy and her eyes fly open. She thought to herself that this was all a odd dream and now someone decided to prank her with a bucket of ice cold water? No one does something like that and gets away with it! Before she knew it, she had her hand at Ottos throat. Otto then tried to let out a scream but before words could come out of his mouth Nancy covered it with her free hand, like she has done many times before. Then a sharp pain hit her in the back and someone yelled “stop it! oh please stop it at once!” as she turned around, she thought she was busted by a teacher. However, she could see no one behind her, until she looked down and saw a Hare. The same hare from her dream. This shocked her so much she drops Otto with a great thud and she wiped her eyes and said “what in the world?!” Then if things couldn’t get weirder it ran over to Otto and spoke “Oh Otto, are you ok?” it actually spoke in English! Otto murmured “oww, yes I am ok.” Nancy just stood there stunned she was staring at a hare one that was talking to her and dressed in yellow with a golden bow and mid thought she paused, wait, where was she?

“NANCY!!!, get back here!” the principal shouted through the hall to no one’s surprise, but they were all wondering and thinking what did the girl with the permanent frown, who some believe she was born with, had done this time. Nancy was well known around school for being the person you would avoid at all cost. No one rarely walked away from Nancy unless in tears and miserably upset. So, it was no surprise that Nancy was in trouble again. Trouble seemed to follow her everywhere, what most people didn’t realise though is why trouble haunted Nancy. Nancy ran making her escape as she heard the principal yell even louder “NANCY!!!, get back here NOW!” She knew she had to get away, she turned the corner and she tried the old locked classroom door that hadn’t been open in over two hundred years. To her surprise it opened without even a creak. Not believing her luck, she took her chance, just in time but now an odd thought crossed her mind, why was the door open if the key for the door was buried under the plaque at the entrance to the school? This classroom was an experiment to show how much a class room can change over a 200-year gap, so the room could be a time capsule of sorts. But why was it open now and who had opened it and how? Nancy, filled with curiosity, explored the room and she could see that black board was covered in messages from all of the kids from over 200 years ago and all of the desks had notes from them untouched excepted one, which unlike the others, looked like it hasn’t been sitting around for 200 years but was just written and the ink was still wet. If that wasn’t strange enough, the date and writing was all from a time that is long gone. It read “beware of the hidden door that if opened, at all costs you must…” “Nancy? What are you doing here?” someone said in a very quiet voice that came from a door in a shadow at the back of the class that Nancy could of swore wasn’t there before. It was highly decorated and had a clock on the middle, but it had 10 arms and instead of numbers it had B.C and A.D and years. What was even stranger was the person who called to her. “Otto? Is that you” Nancy said so shocked she fell over and hit her head on the edge of a table and everything seemed to turn black including Ottos face saying “Nancy, stay with me! oh nooooo”.

A month later it was October 1st and everyone was eagerly anticipating “The Best Garden in Town” competition. Excitement was building and everyone in Blackbrey had only 5 days to sign-up. The winner would not just get a very shiny trophy, but also a year’s worth of ‘happy sunshine manure’ (Definity sponsored). Interestingly, the winner of this competition for 13 years and still going, was Scarlet. Would she keep her title and garden fresh for another year with Happy Sunshine Manure or would someone else have their garden made happy for the next year? The event was fast approaching, and it was October 5th, 1 day to go until “The Best Garden in Town” competition officially started and the last day to sign up. Already Scarlet, Charly, Mary and nearly the entire town had signed up, except the new neighbour in the windmill and a few others. Later in the day, Scarlet and Mary were curious and trying to see who signed up for the B.G.T (Best Garden in Town Competition). When they were headed into town, Sarah, the towns go to rumour person, revealed the new neighbour, was a nightmare neighbour and in secret was a witch who is trying to escape the police. All of a sudden Mary ask Scarlet “What do you think of all of this hocus-pocus about the newcomer?” “You mean the Miss Nightmare neighbour? Weeeellllll, I believe what you said, it is just some hocus-pocus. I think she is just a tired and old cranky hag who is a bit mad” Scarlet replied honestly. “I wish people will stop calling her that and just ask her what her name is” Mary said. “As if she would keep her door open for long enough for someone to say” Scarlet replied coldly. “Ok then, let’s go up to her house right now! and we ask her for her name and if she wants to join the B.G.T” Mary proposed. “I hope after this, when she does not answer, you will finally take the hint; she doesn’t want anything to do with you” and Scarlet agreed to go. “But after that, we visit Sarah, I need to rub in that her roses oddly disappeared” Scarlet added on mischievously.

A month later it was October 1st and everyone was eagerly anticipating “The Best Garden in Town” competition. Excitement was building and everyone in Blackbrey had only 5 days to sign-up. The winner would not just get a very shiny trophy, but also a year’s worth of ‘happy sunshine manure’ (Definity sponsored). Interestingly, the winner of this competition for 13 years and still going, was Scarlet. Would she keep her title and garden fresh for another year with Happy Sunshine Manure or would someone else have their garden made happy for the next year? The event was fast approaching, and it was October 5th, 1 day to go until “The Best Garden in Town” competition officially started and the last day to sign up. Already Scarlet, Charly, Mary and nearly the entire town had signed up, except the new neighbour in the windmill and a few others. Later in the day, Scarlet and Mary were curious and trying to see who signed up for the B.G.T (Best Garden in Town Competition). When they were headed into town, Sarah, the towns go to rumour person, revealed the new neighbour, was a nightmare neighbour and in secret was a witch who is trying to escape the police. All of a sudden Mary ask Scarlet “What do you think of all of this hocus-pocus about the newcomer?” “You mean the Miss Nightmare neighbour? Weeeellllll, I believe what you said, it is just some hocus-pocus. I think she is just a tired and old cranky hag who is a bit mad” Scarlet replied honestly. “I wish people will stop calling her that and just ask her what her name is” Mary said. “As if she would keep her door open for long enough for someone to say” Scarlet replied coldly. “Ok then, let’s go up to her house right now! and we ask her for her name and if she wants to join the B.G.T” Mary proposed. “I hope after this, when she does not answer, you will finally take the hint; she doesn’t want anything to do with you” and Scarlet agreed to go. “But after that, we visit Sarah, I need to rub

In a little-known town in the country side of England, called Blackbrey, an odd and mysterious old lady has appeared. She has come to the town to live in the old run-down windmill. It was basically sold for nothing because no one wanted it. Many think that is why she is interested in it but a few think otherwise. “Have you heard all of the gossip about the old hag that moved into the old windmill?” asked Charly. “Yes, yes but do you really believe all of that crap like she is a witch? I bet she is just an old sweet lady” Mary replied. “I believe she is just an old grumpy grump like Charly” said Scarlet with a sneer. “Hey, how dare you!” protested Charly “Oh, stop it you two, do you think that the rumours are true like she is that murder, kid napper stuff” said Mrry “Ha! She can barely lift a shovel to do her garden much less than a knife!” Charly bellowed. “But it is weird isn’t it? That she has this vibe this feeling that set me off, don’t you agree?” Marry asked “I do” Scarlet and Charly said at the same time. “To clear up all of this mess let’s just go over to her house and say hi” Marry proposed. “Fine let’s make it quick” Charly responded. After a short hike up hill, they made it to the great old windmill. But strangely the old mill was working, the old arms were spinning. “That’s imposable, the mill hasn’t worked since my mom was a kid” Scarlet said mystified. “Your right and last I saw that the wheat fields were dry and covered in weeds” Marry replied. “Why does it look brand new?” Charly questioned. “Now I am starting to believe that these rumours of her being a witch is true” Scarlet responded “Are you two done now? she probably got it renovated, so let’s go and ask her” Marry said. When that girls were done bickering, they knocked on the door but there was no response. As if there was no living soul in there. But on the third knock the door creeped open and a very elderly lady stepped out. She looked like she had lived a thousand years of misery. Her frown made Charly and Scarlet look like pleasant people. When she took one look at them, she yelled "Get out of my house!" so loudly that one of her pot plants exploded! Then she slammed the door so hard that it barely stayed in one piece. “That went well, I guess I was right that she was an old hag” Charly said in shock. “This is going to be hell with her around” Mary murmered.