I was getting really by Lil’ Grumpy (a.k.a. the king) glaring at me as if I were the most revolting thing in the world while Thing 1 and Thing 2 (a.k.a. the two mermaids) kowtowed to The Grouch as if he were the most magnificent thing in the world.I glanced beside me and saw at least 30 torture devices.I gulped when he said something in mermaid gibberish and they brought me into a white room with holes all over it,left me in there and pressed a button,causing the holes to spray gas that burned my skin like I was being put inside a river of magma.I screamed until I didn’t have energy to stand.I fell to the floor and managed a weak’‘why?’‘out.It seemed like forever until the gas stopped,leaving me looking like a shriveled up green raisin with gills and a tail that was the color of throw up.I struggled and squirmed.
I didn’t like this dream,this nightmare.I wanted to leave now and rush into my parents’ arms and tell them everything.
But as they shoved me in a cell made of coral,I knew this was far from a dream.