Hannah’s Blog

Bob felt as though he was soaring upwards towards the sky. He landed with a thud on (what he thought was) a soft cushion. As he stood up he relised he was standing on a cloud. Bob started to understand what the last word meant. Heaven. So Rex was a duck from heaven. Bob couldn’t believe it. He was in heaven but he wasn’t dead.

Rex ran off towards a large house that Bob hadn’t noticed yet. It had brght red bricks and pots of flowers on the balconies. The orange tiled roof was covered with singing doves and eagles. A cat sat on a wall nearby with a mouse on its head. Rex led Bob into the house and though a large set of oak doors. More flowers sat in the doorway on a large cabinet. Bob walked in and kept following Rex to a door painted bright yellow. When Bob walked in, a perfume smell hit him. It took him a while to get used to but Bob knew Rex was in a hurry so he helped Rex to pack a small bag and followed him to a large dining area that was crammed with more ducks. Some of the ducks were huge and others could fit on Bobs pinky finger. Rex introduced some ducks to Bob. While Rex was introducing Bob to Chiefess Lizzie Bob noticed a sound and bangs coming from a nearby door. Wanting to investgate Bob sneaked away from Rex to open the door. But before he could get his hand on the doorknob Elizabeth Barthony (a judge duck) grabbed his arm. “You don’t want to go through there, Bob” she said. “Well if I can’t go through there,”said Bob “you can tell me.” “Fine,” began Elizabeth”through that door is something worse than death. Its worse than anything you could imagine. Bob, through that door is a place we call hell.” Bob started to inturupt but Elizabeth plouged on “A evil spirit called the Devil lives through there. He controls that world. You don’t want to go there once you die. Even ask King Nathen. He once went to hell for an important meeting with the Devil.” King Nathan was a good duck and so Bob knew that Elizabeth was telling the truth.