Joanna “BOB” Phuong is a student at Full Sail University. While she does not have a lot of professional experience as a writer, she enjoys writing in her free time to improve on her craft. Joanna spends her free time saving Azeroth and learning more about how to create worlds for stories to unfold in.
Super Mystery Box
After a long night of studying, Lucy was fast asleep until someone rang the doorbell. With bleary eyes, she slid out of bed, put on a sweatshirt, and stumbled to the front door. Before opening the door, Lucy rubbed her eyes and let out a long yawn, stretching both her arms behind her back. Once she was finally ready, she reached out, turned the doorknob, and pulled open the door.
Lucy was not a fan of mysteries or surprises, but when she opened the door she found a mysterious, neatly wrapped box sitting on her front porch. She looked around to see if a delivery man had left it there by mistake. The street was empty.
Cautiously, Lucy reached out for the box, but before she could touch it, the box ripped open. She screamed and backed up to hide behind her door. When Lucy peeked out, she saw something incredibly strange.
A small dog stood on his hind legs and was dressed like a super hero. The dog struck a strange, Superman-like pose and said, “Duh-nuh-nuh!”
Shocked, Lucy replied, “Huh?”
Lucy, not wanting anything to do with this strange dog, started to close her door.
“Duh-nuh-nuh!” the dog said, again.
Lucy shut her door and ran to get her cellphone. She decided that she would call the cops.
From outside of the house, the dog could be heard repeatedly saying, “Duh-nuh-nuh!”
I’m going crazy, Lucy thought as she dialed 911. When the cops answered, Lucy said, “Hello, officer, there’s a talking dog outside my house.”
“Duh-nuh-nuh!” replied the officer.
Lucy, terrified, hung up and called her mom. The ringing tone stopped and a couple of seconds of silence followed before Lucy said, “Hello, mom?”
“Duh-nuh-nuh!” Lucy’s mom replied.
After throwing her phone across the room, Lucy curled into a ball underneath her blanket. This has to be a dream. It has to be. Lucy pinched herself and was unhappy to find that it hurt.
“Duh-nuh-nuh!” the dog said, again and again.
Lucy clenched her eyes shut and let out a frustrated scream. When she opened her eyes, she was staring at her room’s ceiling. Shocked, she sat up and looked around. Lucy found herself on the floor, tangled up in her blanket, and the room was still dark. She listened closely and was relieved to find silence. It was a dream. She sighed and crawled back into bed, dragging her blanket with her.
Lucy laid down and thought, I’m never eating cake before bed ever again. Lucy soon fell back asleep.
To once again torment Lucy in her dreams, the dog said, “Duh-nuh-nuh!”