A young client (who couldn’t speak two years ago) has written a short story this week for the Radio 4 competition. He won ‘creative prize’ at school last year and we are ever so proud of him.
The sock drawer.
Smelly, monstrous, eye-watering. I'm stuck with two pairs of stinking socks!
There is a legend of a monster called THE STINKER! A twelve foot snake made of the stinkiest socks!
The purpose of this monster is that he sneaks into the house of the smelliest boy or girl who has the stinkiest, smelliest socks. He sneaks up the stairs, slithers into their room and hides under their bed - waiting for when the stinky child enters the room. The child walks closer and closer to the bed - smelling something a bit strange - when suddenly the monster leaps out and grabs at one of the child's legs - AND DRAGS THEM UNDER THE BED!!!!! Quick, sharp - hastily!
Then, The Stinker gobbles the child up in a stinky pong - the child struggles - but cannot escape.
In The Stinkers stomach, the stinky smelly scent on the child is being vacuumed off. The child is changing shape - the child is shrinking and shrinking until the child turns into - A ONE FOOT SMELLY SOCK!!
After that the Sock Child is embedded in OTHER end of THE STINKER!
That should be the end of the story - but wait - there is MORE!
The parents will find out soon that the stinky child is missing - but there is a simple way to fix this problem - The Stinker eats the parents too!
But the monster disposes of the parents differently this time. When the parents are in his tummy - each one splits into two separate pieces and gets thinner and thinner and thinner until they turn into four slithery STINKERS THEMSELVES!!
But? I mean? It's not going to live forever is it? How else is it going to reproduce?
And then, the monster STINKER and it's four babies - let's call them the Stinkies - slither out of the house and go back across the street, over the road, across the park and down into the dark, disgusting sewers.
Where all stinky socks belong!
So. If you don't want this to happen to you - or your parents - you know what you need to do - WASH. YOUR. SOOOOOCKS!!!!!!
(NOTE TO THE READER:....this is not really true!)