Amazing Kids! Magazine

A New Life, Chapter 3

By Sehen Gamhewa, Comic Hub Editor and Contributing Writer


Editor’s Note: This is a continuation of the story which began in the July/August issue. For maximum enjoyment, read Part 1 first here: and Part 2 here:

Sehen felt his stomach squirm. Wh- his brain didn’t have room for even that single thought. The pain that had struck occupied too much space. Sehen felt his neck shrinking, his head slowly sinking into his body, his own arms nearly constricting him, and the pressure nearly breaking the bones in his limbs. Something, something cold and hard that felt like iron bands, was crushing him and letting all the juices inside his poor body flow out.  He was sure something horrible had happened. Some kind of mistake.

Maybe, he thought while his brain screamed its voice hoarse inside his head, we’re trapped in some kind of space dimension like those fantasy movies…and, we’re going to… Just as he was sure they were going to die, he flopped out.

His arms almost jumped out, and his neck popped out so fast, Sehen wasn’t sure if he was one of those jokers-in-the-boxes, and then–

CRACK! Sehen had hit the floor. Wincing, and flinching at the slightest ache, he got up, slowly.

“What on earth was that?” he moaned. “Did something go wrong?” Sehen expected a sober answer, or some admittance of an error, but all he got was a big, hearty laugh from his dad.

“No son, that was just a way of travelling, called Apparition.” His dad chuckled. “Get used to it.”

“So, all that crushing and stuff, was it real?”

“Yes.” His dad laughed once again. “But, well, I don’t know how to explain it, I guess it’s an extremely fast thing, so to travel at that speed would be, I guess, cracking?” His dad laughed again.

He pulled Sehen to his feet, and led him through the garbage alley where they had landed. Finally, they reached the main road. Sehen looked around. There were book shops, music stores and cinemas. None of them sold magic wands, Sehen was sure of that. Finally, his patience began to thin out.

“Dad, where are we going?” Sehen’s question penetrated the silence that had been separating the two of them for the remainder of their journey.

“Oh, where we’re going…” His dad had a mischievous glint in his eyes. “We’re going to The Leaky Cauldron…” His dad pointed towards a dingy-looking building that Sehen had a certain peculiar, ominous feeling about. To be honest, he wouldn’t have seen it if his dad had pointed it out to him. Even though his dad seemed to think it was of no harm, Sehen didn’t like the look of that place.

Sehen glanced around his new surroundings. The inn, as he had speculated, seemed quite cozy. But…it was quite shabby. There seemed to be sofas thrown around, with a mismatched pile of chairs and tables mixed up in between them.

People were sleeping, sitting, and playing cards and smoking.

Sehen had to stifle a laugh when he saw the drool dribbling down from many of the dozer’s snoring mouths.

(To Be Continued Next Month)