Week 11: The Kidnaping : By Dan

I was bouncing up and down inside the back of the van.    I knew why they had kidnaped me, it was all because of the key that I had found in granny’s attic.

Then we stopped and two figures emerged from a deserted building. They opened the doors and hauled me inside.

I was persuaded to sit down at a table. Then the man at the other side of the table spoke:

“You Have Taken My Key!, Where Is It?” he roared in a foreign accent. I didn’t reply as I was too scared to.

“Do I Like Butter Or Marmite ” He bellowed

“Butter”  I replied faintly.

“No,” he said,” I Like marmite – Put him in the Celler.”