Just Desert BOOM! That was the last thing I heard before I woke up in a F.B.I. interrogation room. I'm Wendy, the travelers call me Wendy Witch because of my old house, my long nails, my tall hat, and my old sounding cracky voice. I only see traveler because I live 40 miles from any sort of civilization. I live on a little farm. I grow just about everything. I grow corn, carrots, strawberries, tomatoes, potatoes, but my favorite thing to grow is pumpkin. I grow the best pumpkins within 40 miles of my house. My biggest pumpkin was the size of an elephant and no one person could move it. It took up the whole counter. Then one year my whole life changed. It was the night before Halloween when all through my house I was cooking my famous stew. I then noticed I didn't have enough pumpkin to my it. I went outside and I saw a bight light. As I walked up to it I realized it was a pumpkin. I thought, I'm here so let's just use this one. So I picked it up and walked back to the house. It was getting dark so I …show more content…
interrogation room. Across the table is a man. He introduces himself as Chuck Noris. He said as if I was supposed to know who he is. He asks me a series of questions about the pumpkin and I answers all of them honestly. He thanks me and shows my to the door. I my way out a very odd looking person walks up to me with both arms extended. I ask "Can I help you?" Then I notice two screws on both sides of his head and some stitches across his forehead. I think to myself, he looks like Frankenstein. Then out of nowhere I here him say' "I am." I must have said my thought out loud. I apologize and he then says "Sorry for blowing it up so close to you." Then he walks, but before he goes inside he says "Oh, and sorry about the desert." I have no idea what he means so I dive home. Once I got home I understand what he meant. All my land was a desert. Not a sand desert it was and still is a desert of pumpkin