Disclaimer: This story is mine and mine only.

 

School adventure,

or why you shouldn’t go to the cellar

 

 And here I had a problem. A medium sized one, but still. You see, I got lost. Mind you, not properly: in a forest or in an office, but at school. I came a tad too late and my classmates already had gone somewhere, but I didn’t know where. Everything would have been fine, if it was, say, September – I would know, where in which classroom the lesson could be. Unfortunately, it was the second day of school and a maths lesson could take part in the biology room, for all I know! Anyway, if I knew where the lesson was due to be, I’d run to those few possible classes and find my dear class. But, as you already know, I got lost… And got into trouble as well.

 There was a cellar in our school. A normal dusty dark cellar, where the pupils shouldn’t go. Usually, it was locked with one of those large padlocks, you see at building sites fence. Today, however, the padlock was gone and I went down there, following a strange impulse. Not to bright, eh? I looked right, than then left and started fingering the wall, searching for the switch. Wasn’t this place dark?!

 ‘Uh oh!’ There was no switch, even five meters away from the door. Uh-oh indeed. Being a smart girl – and I was believed to be one – I went back. Barely had I reached the door, it closed just before my nose with a loud bang, like in a cheap horror movie. There I was alone in the dark. And then I thought that somebody could have closed the padlock and I would have to stay here for God knows how long. So I panicked. I stood in front of this door and stared, scared stiff.

 After roughly five minutes, I recovered a bit and realised, I’d probably feel better, if I had some light. And since I couldn’t find the switch, I had to use my head. But don’t worry, as they say ‘a Pole can’. I had a package of cigarettes and a lighter in my rucksack. I took them out and lit one to calm down, leaving the lighter on. So, after having done that, I started looking for the damned switch.

 Of course there was no switch. Just my luck! However, there was a creep. It was seating and gaping at me. I was slightly surprised, since I wasn’t the type of person to be stared at. Who on earth would gape at a girl in old jeans and a too big green pullover, especially when the aforementioned girl is neither pretty, nor ugly and isn’t doing anything too bizarre.

 ‘Hi.’ I said. Sure, maybe it was a dumb thing to say, but what was I supposed to do? Scream and run? Right. I didn’t have anywhere to run to, anyway.

 ‘Uuu…’ It howled. I couldn’t see it very well. I only knew, it had big yellow eyes. I came nearer to take a closer look. It was furry and had a monkey-like face.

 ‘Uuu…’ It howled again. Maybe it was hungry? I took out a sandwich and gave it to him… or her. I could always buy a doughnut in the canteen, when I get out of this cellar. The creep smelled the sandwich, wrapped it out from the paper and gobbled it up. It was kinda nice, actually. I patted its head and it made ‘Uuu…’ once again, but rather half-heartedly. And when I started scratching it behind the ear it had one big mood-swing and started pandering to me.

 ‘Can you speak?’ I tried to talk with it again.

 ‘Yeah…’ Said the creep, making the vowels sound longer in a funny way.

 ‘What’s your name?’

 ‘Creeeep…’

 Geez, what a great person to talk to! Did I mention it had fangs? A tiger would be proud to have similar ones! Ah, what the hell! I had to get out of here. Wonder how long it had been in this cellar?

 ‘How long have you been living here?’ I asked.

 ‘Looong…’

‘Wouldn’t you like to live with me?’ It’d be great to have something like that instead of a dog, wouldn’t it? I bet, I wouldn’t have to make clean after the creep. ‘You aren’t afraid of light, are you?’

 ‘Aaa biit…’

 ‘But it won’t hurt you?’ As you could guess, I had a nice small idea.

 ‘No…’

 I grinned like the Cheshire cat and scratched the creep behind it’s ear.

 ‘C’mon with me!’

 The creep nodded happily and we left school quietly.

 

 

 

A/N

 This story takes place in a Polish secondary school – and there are no cafeterias in most of them. However, there’s usually a small shop where you can buy doughnuts and other stuff. Also most pupils bring their lunches with them.