Rebekah and The Bubblesniffer

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Rebekah was three years old. At Sunday School, she held her favourite pencil and finished colouring two red blobs sandwiching a yellow blob.

The table had a hole in it, about the size of a 50 pence piece.  Rebekah reached over and touched the warm edge of the hole.  She climbed on to the table and pushed both arms through the hole. Warm air tingled all the way up to her shoulders. Refreshing!

All of a sudden, Rebekah fell head first through the hole in the table.

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Rebekah looked up. She was sitting on the floor with her legs in a V shape. The room was orange, with no windows and an oval door.

The Bubblesniffer walked over to her.

“Would you like to dance?” he said.

“No! Why did you pull me through the hole?”

The Bubblesniffer sneezed and the room began swarming with bubbles. Big bubbles, small bubbles, shiny bubbles. The room looked like a painter‘s pallet and smelt like a sweet shop. Some bubbles tinkled funny music. Some held objects.

The room had changed colour to a midnight blue. The door was now a wooden gate.

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A bubble the size of a child’s chair and covered in turquoise and grey polka dots landed at Rebekkah’s feet.

The Bubblesniffer sneezed again. The bubble popped splattering Rebekah’s face with turquoise and grey dots. On the floor was a dead mouse.

“Oops! Wrong one, sorry!” said the Bubblesniffer.

The midnight blue room with the wooden gate started to spin. Rebekah felt a warm wind blow across her skin. When the room stopped, the walls were pastel pink with French windows.

All the bubbles had disappeared except one. A red one on Rebekah’s left.

Rebekah leant over and popped the bubble with her right index finger.
On the floor sat a yellow tulip between two red ones.

Rebekah thanked the Bubblesniffer. She walked over to the French windows, opened them and stepped through.

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Rebekah was on her hands and knees under the table, clutching the flowers. She was sweating. She wiped the back of her hand across her forehead, and looked at the turquoise and grey streaks on her skin.

Rebekah stood up and placed the tulips on the table next to her drawing.