Ben walked to the headmaster office in the very peak of Monster school. Down from the tree-homes, past the river, and to the front gate clearly stating the password; “BANANA LOAF.” It had been almost two months since the terrible nightmare. Ben had remembered every single detail. Panicked voices. Shattering windows. O’henry screaming. He wanted to dump every thought of the events out of his mind, never to be seen again.
“Focus.” Ben told himself; “You are going to see the headmaster and asking to be taken back to your world for A G.S.F.H.” He was told by Kepler that it stood for Get- Stuff- From- House. Ben was to ask permission from the headmaster if he could be accompanied by one of the teachers or assistants (Ben was hoping for Robbie) to return to your home and gather all belongings such as clothes, books, or accessories. Ben was extremely glad about this. Not only because he would have reading material, but because currently, laundry day occurred once a week and he only had his clear blue uniform. As he entered the heart of the giant wood building, he came to a small door with gold trim and a tiny handle. Inside the door was what looked like an endless sea of stairs, like a tall wave peaking. When Ben got to the halfway point of the steps, his calves began to grow tired and weary. He stumbled over the last few steps, scraping his leg on the hard stone in the process. “Ow,” he grumbled while picking himself up off the withered stairs. Just then, he heard an ant clinging sound from near his feet. Ten wishing coins had fallen out of his pocket and began rolling down the staircase. Johnny had reminded him every day that the safest place for wishing coins was in the pocket. Johnny was also Ben dove to pick them up, succeeding only when he had a couple of bruises to go with the scrape. “Nice job, Ben,” he said to himself angrily; “You can’t even get up the stairs without getting injured.” Soon, he reached the last steps and knocked on the heavy door knocker in the shape of a serpent. There was also a gold plaque that read: Headmaster Bwicket’s Office in that loopy writing in that Ben never fully understood when reading letters from grandma. “Come in, Ben.” Said a deep voice that seemed to float through the doors and down the stairs past Ben. It reminded him of a songbird with the deepest voice he had ever heard. Ben entered the office…
