One Rainy Day in Vancouver by Kiana

One Rainy Day in Vancouver

By Kiana, age 9, and her volunteer mentor, Scott

One rainy day in Vancouver, Dandelying and her best friend Unknown were hanging out at Writers’ Exchange. It was a strange day though, because no one else was at Writers’ Exchange, and the room was pitch black.

“I know you’re scared in here,” said Unknown. “No I’m not,” said Dandelying, her voice rising to a high pitch. Unknown laughed at Dandelying and said, “Your mom told me that when your voice goes high like that, it means you’re lying.”

“Fine,” said Dandelying. “This place is haunted.”

Unknown laughed again and was about to deny that the building was haunted when, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a ghost showed up and scared Dandelying and Unknown. Dandelying laughed at Unknown this time, and the ghost quickly said, “Hi, my name is Auto-Tune.”

Unknown was still a little surprised that they were listening to a ghost, so Dandelying responded: “Hello, I’m Dandelying and this is my best friend Unknown.”

“I’m 13,” said Auto-Tune. “How old are you two?”

Unknown had recovered from her fright and was now sure that they were indeed speaking with a ghost. She chirped up: “I’m 14, and Dandelying is 15.”

The three girls were instant friends, teasing each other and laughing. Soon though, Dandelying and Unknown remembered that the doors to the building were locked and they were trapped in Writers’ Exchange in the dark. Dandelying and Unknown looked to Auto-Tune in the hope that she could help them get out.

“I have trapped you in here,” said Auto-Tune. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just that it’s just me here at night, and I’m lonely.” Auto-Tune hoped they would stay and keep her company for a few more hours at least, but Unknown and Dandelying were unsure. They were about to say no when a huge