I had to hurry! I dug quickly through the rest of the things in the chest. Then I discoverd the most exciting treasure of all. It was a long, shiny black stick with a silver tip. I knew right away what it was. "A magic wand!" I shouted. Then I jumped. Something had tapped me on the shoulder. It was only Pete.
"Some magician you are!" he said. "Mom's coming. She says you know you aren't supposed to be in the attic! Boy, are you going to be in trouble!" he laughed. He was clearly quite pleased with himself.
Wouldn't it be nice, I thought, to use some magic to teach Pesty Pete a lesson ?
I heard Mom's footsteps on the stairs, "Abracadabra," I said. I waved the wand over Pete's head.
He looked a little scared. "Good!" I laughed to myself. "He deserves to be scared." I raised my wand and tapped him on the shoulder. "Poof, pest!" I shouted.
A thick fog quickly filleds the attic. I couldn't see a thing. "Pete!" I screamed. "Where are you?"
Nobody answered.
I heard something moving behind me in the fog. Startled, I whirled around.