Five-Year-Old Boy Snags an Honourable Mention
Prepare to have your heart melted!
Dominik Serbinski is learning to be a writer. This five year old 'superman' read over 350 books with his family this past summer and he wants to be a scientist when he grows up. When his mother showed him the image for the last Write Prompt Challenge, he was inspired.
Having just started homeschooling, he has been struggling with reading and writing, but this exercise sparked something in him. He didn't care that he was going to be competing against adults—he wanted to tell a story! When I reached out to his mother for permission to introduce him to our readers, she said he had been so excited about submitting his story that he printed out a copy for himself and pinned it up on his board.
I am touched that a child was moved by the work of Blank Spaces and with his mother's permission, I am sharing imaginative Dominik's story. Please take some time to leave an encouraging comment for him. Let's foster his desire to be creative!
The House
by Dominik Serbinski
Superman flew down to Earth. When he landed, he saw a house. He knocked on the door.
Blam. Blam. Blam
Nobody was home. Superman broke down the door. Then he slowly went into the house and up the wooden stairs.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Superman got to the top of the stairs and turned right and went into the first bedroom. He thought he saw a monster in the window. He slowly went over to the window. He reached his hand out to touch the monster, but it didn’t move. He looked closer to find that it was a Halloween decoration.
Then Superman went into the next bedroom. He thought he saw a skeleton under the bed. He slowly went over to the bed. He reached his hand out to touch the skeleton and it moved. Superman jumped backwards two feet. He looked at the skeleton and realized it was just a balloon. All of a sudden, Superman heard knocking downstairs.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
He flew out the window so fast because he was scared that the haunted noise downstairs would get him. Superman flew down to the ground by the driveway.
He used his x-ray vision to scan the house for scary things. As he was scanning the house, an owl hooted.
Hoot. Hoot. Hoot.
Then he looked up at the owl. Behind the owl, Superman saw a little boy at the top of the mountain. The mountain was breaking. Then Superman flew up and saved the little boy.
The little boy said, “Thank you! But, who are you?”
“I am Superman. My friend the Flash is down by that haunted house” said Superman as he pointed to the house at the bottom of the mountain.
The little boy yelled, “Haunted? No! That is my house and I live there with my Grandfather.”
“Oh? I thought I saw a monster, a skeleton and heard something that went knock, knock, knock” said Superman.
“That was my Grandfather” laughed the little boy. “He was putting up decorations for Halloween.”
Superman said, “Let me take you safely back to your Grandfather then.”
“Thank you,” said the little boy.
The End
Thank you, Dominik for being brave! A lot of grown ups are afraid to share their work as boldly as you have. I am proud of you. I hope you'll keep on writing and get all your friends sharing their stories too. Your imagination is a great gift—keep on exercising it!
