All that was left in the old attic was a dusty bronse key, and a old door handle.I new I was alone but I was still scared at the thought of it.I suddenlly picked up the key and placed it on the palm of one hand.I looked around the attic at all the dirt, and dust then stared at the key.I rubbed it in the palm of my hand,then a jenie apeared.
“Ah Ah! mum!”


“Mum I was in the attic yeh then I found a key rubbed it then a jenie appeard!”
“No no darling you must be mistacen I cleared the attic out well ecsept for that old door handle”
“But im sure I did”
“You must be dreaming”I ran up to the attic again mum came to I suddenlly gave a explanation the key was gone!I must of been dreaming but I remember the very momment so how?
“see I new you were dreaming I told you it must of been because you wen't to bed so late last night”
“yes mayby I was”

To be continued......