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The Chase
One day, we were playing volleyball and we were somewhat good at it. But we ended up losing our ball down the big hill by the cornfield. We decided to get in the golf cart and “carefully” drive down the hill to find our volleyball. Somehow, the ball ended up being in the middle of the cornfield, on top of one of the corn stalks. So we went down there to go grab it. When we got the volleyball back, we heard a loud noise that sounded like an engine, behind us. Vrrr-vrrr. We slowly turn around to see this massive piece of farm equipment quickly coming after us! We tried to ignore it, but it started getting louder and louder. Vrr-VRR. We looked on the side of it and in big bright yellow letters it said, “Carter’s Winders.”
We remember our grandma used to tell us stories about “Carter’s Winders”. She wasn’t home at the time because she went to the neighbors to get permission to go to the island with her best friend, so we had no clue what to even do. We started driving the golf cart, remembering her say in her stories that if we ever saw “Carter’s Winders” chasing us to get away from it as fast as we could. We started driving as fast as we could to get away from it. We kept driving to try to lose it but it just wouldn't stop following us. As we got to the end of the driveway, the golf cart stopped working and we couldn’t move. We got off of the golf cart and realized that it needed gas. We put it in neutral and pushed it to the milk house by the big red barn to fill it.
As we were filling the gas tank we heard the farm equipment starting up with the loud noise it is known for. We finished filling the gas tank and started driving again. Instead of regular gas, we accidentally put in turbo gas, which is going to make the golf cart go way faster. As we started to go faster, Carter’s Winders was gradually getting faster and faster as well. We started going in big circles around the yard to try to get rid of it. We thought that it would run out of gas eventually. Yeah we were wrong. The giant piece of farm equipment was solar powered and it wasn't even close to being dark outside.
As we got to the end of the driveway, we weren't able to turn around. Our only chance to get away was to go on the road, but we were always told we were not allowed to go on the road. In the moment we didn't care if we got in trouble, grandma would understand that it was a life or death matter. Right? We drove onto the road, while Carters Winders was still chasing us. It hit the electric fence to the cow pasture. Yet the electric fence was not on. All of the cows stampede out, resulting in blocking Carter’s Winders path to get out. We started going down the road about a mile or so, and we realized that Carter’s Winders was chasing us, yet again.
We went through the woods thinking that it couldn’t get through, but we were wrong. We took the shorter path through the woods to get to the island that grandma was visiting. When we got to the ferry we jumped off of the golf cart and got onto the Ferry because it was the only option for us to get over the mote. We thought about bringing the golf cart with us but it turned out that the golf cart was too big to fit onto the Ferry.
When we got over to the island grandma was confused and wondered how we got there. Before she could yell at us for going on the road we explained to grandma all that happened.
“Did you hear that noise, girls? It sounds extremely familiar. Where have I heard that weird sound before?”. Vrrr-vrrr.
We all looked behind us to see Carter's Winders coming at us, but before it could get us it sank in the water.
We thought we wouldn't see it again because it sank, but we were very wrong. A couple days later a girl named Polly Pockets came over and wanted to play a game of hide and seek. Polly is a short, messy black haired girl that lives about a mile away from us. We agreed being nice and went to hide. As we were hiding we heard Polly laugh and then a really loud sound that we have heard before. We looked out the window of the hay loft and saw her on top of Carters Winders.
“ Come out girls, I want to play tag!,” Polly cheered evilly with laughter.
We took out our phones and called grandma. When grandma picked up her phone, we told her the situation. She told us that in order to make this whole problem go away we had to manually shut down Carters Winders and take Polly to her house, but we needed to go fast because if anything goes wrong our lives could easily be over. We got off of the phone with grandma and decided to make a plan! The plan was to get the golf cart and drive under the massive farm equipment and shut it off. Then grab Polly and put her on top of the golf cart and go full speed to her house and throw her in her shed and go back to the farm and dewire Carters Winders.
We ran out of the hay loft and got onto the golf cart. We drove under the farm equipment and powered it down, for good we hope. We grabbed Polly and tied her to the roof of the golf cart and drove at top speed to her house. When we got to her house we put Polly into her shed and put as many locks as we could find on the shed so she couldn’t use her pocket tools to pick the locks, and we drove back to the farm. When we get back we get off the golf cart and start to cut the wires in the motherboard. Just for good measure we broke the solar panels with a hammer too. When grandma got home she helped us take Carters Winders to the car dump.
After that experience we never saw Carter's Winders again and the neighbor girl, Polly, hasn't come over or called us since that extremely crazy and terrifying day. We never want to see Carter's Winders or Polly with her Pocket tools ever in our lives again.
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