Two days later, when the day that I had dreaded for such a long time arrived, mother packed inside a carrier bag, a huge towel, a comb, and finally some red shorts. I was extremely curious to why mother packed some shorts, as shorts are what I wore on a nice days, such as the beach or playing in the garden when the winter had gone on holiday. I thought that maybe, she was trying to trick me; into thinking that this must be a nice thing, if the nice red shorts were coming along too! Because I was a lot younger than Mags and Lenny, two years to be exact, I was in a different ‘session’ as mother called it.
With my carrier bag in one hand and my other hand in my mother’s, we walked up a long paved path to the shoebox shaped building, from which shouting and squeals of terror seemed to fly! I felt as if I was taking a slow, painful walk to death. I was terrified. We approached a large iron gate, complete with padlock. I thought that they were opening the prison just for me, as there was nobody else around. Maybe I was the last to go or maybe no one else’s mother made their children attend such an evil place.
Suddenly, a strange, almost bouncy woman appeared. She opened the gate and I knew that that was it! She greeted mother and I very warmly and directed us to a door with me on it, well it may have been Lenny. We entered and I avoided the lakes of smelly water, which covered the floor. I think that people must have art lessons there, as there had been glitter spilt all over the floor! I then saw where we were heading. Mother led me into one of the many cells and locked the door shut! She began to undress me. She dressed me in the nice red shorts! Perhaps, she had changed her mind. Perhaps, we were going to the seaside after all! Mother unlocked the door, and as she led me towards the distant screams, I saw another boy dressed in the same shorts. Perhaps, his mother had changed her mind too, or perhaps not. I saw it. I finally saw the monster. I finally saw the water. Not only could I see it. I could smell it! I shivered as I was made to stand in a large tub-like container of freezing water. I thought that they must have melted ice into it, as it was that cold! Then I saw the bouncy woman from before. She was carrying two orange tubes. Before I could run, she gently took my arm and pushed one of the tubes up my arm. She repeated the procedure with my other arm. My arm felt like a poor defenceless sausage inside a sausage roll! Then the lady picked me up and dropped me into the warm water. It filled my nose and it filled my ears. My eyes stung and I couldn’t keep the water from coming into my mouth. I tried to keep out of it all together, but it kept sucking me under, like a giant hover. I cried out, but nobody heard. I could hear the lady “Kick, Kick!” she shouted. I didn’t want to kick. I wanted to get out! I thought that this was finally it, my last day ever! Then I saw a familiar face. Mother. She picked me up and wrapped me in the towel. I was safe and it was over! My mother hugged me I felt that instead of just my arms, my whole body was the sausage, and that my mother was the rich pastry to enclose me. But no one would have been able to eat us, she would have seen to that!
