The boys knew they were in trouble. Head Master Thompson didn’t often call you to his office, but if he did you knew it was serious. As they walked up the corridor they heard other kids whispering things like “they’re in for it…” and “uh oh…” which made them even more nervous. As they approached the door to the office they took a deep breath, however, when they opened the door Head Master Thompson was nowhere to be seen, instead they saw…
The boys looked around them but the door seemed like the only place to go. There was a house behind them but all the windows and doors were shut with metal plates and bolts. The concrete walls all around them were totally smooth and too high to climb.
That door, however, was just their size. Like it was made by and for 9 year-olds like themselves.
Out of options, the two boys moved closer, grabbed the handle together, closed their eyes and pushed the door open with ease.
They cautiously poked their heads in.
As the boys turned for the door, an evil and peculiar laugh filled the room. "Umm, did you guys hear that?"
"I'm afraid I did."
"I think we should get out of this terrifying office, and tell the office ladies what has happened"
The boys all agreed, and they scurried to the door.
Once they were out of the headmaster's office and they were in the serene environment of the reception, they explained to Ms Miller, the school's receptionist, what had happened.
A small crooked and evil grin spread across Ms Miller's face. "Are you sure it isn't all in your head boys?"
"We are very sure Ms Miller!"
Richmond Elementary was known for its odd ways of disciplining naughty students, but being punished had never been this weird before. The boys learned their lesson and never misbehaved again.