A Magical World, A Magical Test

Where did it come from? A old, wooden chest was placed on a stool. The wood was peeling off, revealing an ugly tint of pink. Shiny, gold borders decorated the sides and the top of the chest which had a keyhole in the center. Ms. Amber, our teacher, suggested that for home work, we should write where it came from, who previously owned it, and what it was used for. As I was thinking about my story, the chest opened. I turned around to see if any of my classmates noticed, but no one did. My attention snapped back to the mysterious chest. An orb floated out of the chest and a video, I assumed, of its ancient history started... A simple chest sat in a dusty attic. Unusual artifacts were scattered all over the room. Millions of cobwebs covered the ceiling so that it looked like a mixture of dusky gray and pure white. Outside the attic, mermaids sat by the clear, blue water gossiping about random topics. Azalea bushes surrounded the lake and apple trees formed a heart. The name of this place was Heart Appleville, the wooden chest’s home. Mist was swirling around the tall, marble statue. Suddenly it sprung to life, emitting a blinding, white light. The figure stepped off the platform and the wooden chest appeared out of nowhere. She closed her eyes and magically, the chest’s lid slowly raised open This young woman was Nicole, called Nikki, the first goddess of writing and literature. The chest chose one person every 1,000 years to continue the work of the goddess, Nikki. It desired a person who loved to read, write, and have motivation. Once the person was chosen, the goddess Nikki would appear in front of the person. “You are the Chosen One,” she announced, placing the chest gingerly on the ground in front of the bewildered person. Then, Nikki vanished in a shower of white sparks. Next morning, this person would wake up at five o’ clock and write an essay. This person would turn in the paper to her awestruck teacher and receive an A+. The chest would not stop its