a story acknowledged somewhat from inkheart

it was just past midnight . i was fast asleep . suddenly i heard a mysterious sound . what was it? i was too scared to jump out of my bed and investigate over the matter like nancy drew . we had recently shifted to our new house and i was'nt familiar with evry nook and corner of the huge mansion .

                                i hesitated for a while . who could it be? it was the voice of a girl . a voice i felt i was very familiar with . it was a very soft sound coming from the right side of my room . i decided that i was indeed hallucinating and thus went off to sleep again . but the thought of the mysterious sound plagued me all the time . icould'nt sleep well.finally , atlast, i made up my mind to look for the girl . i struck a light and carried a wax vesta in my pocket . i soon stepped out of my room . i was shaking fiercely with fear . i started climbing the stairs, to the 3rd floor. the voice was drawing nearer. my heart was pounding fast . i could hear the voice very clearly. i looked for the room from where the voice could be heard and.................... yes !yes!yes! i got it!

                                 the door was a wooden one and the name "P SHERMAN" was engraved on it. before narrating thr rest of the story i must tell u a fact that my father had bought it from a family who had recently shifted to auckland .so therefore i was sure it was the so called "P SHERMAN"s room. my legs were numb with fear. suddenly a gust of wind blew off my candle . i was left in utter darkness. imagine my terror when the door of the room opened all by itself. i walked into the room . it was pitch dark in there . i could not see anything . then suddenly out of nowhere , there was a gleam of light in the direction of the door . feeling quite adventurous i went in.  suddenly some one pushed me and after that i truly dont remember anything !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                  when i opened my eyes i saw my best friends stephy and daniela unconsious just beside me. i could not understand a bit of anything what was going on . at first, i thought that it was a dream which three of us were dreaming . but i could'nt deny it cause it was too monstrous to be a co-incident . then the only quesion which arose in my mind was "where was i" .pretendin to be absolutely casual i got up . i called my friends and they got up as well. they made many remarks and asked me several questions but i could'nt answer any of them . i looked around to see where i was .it seemed as though i was in a dungeon . i felt i had  left the bright moonlight far away . i was'nt in my room . i was in some kind of a jail thing . was it a hoax? or was it a dream that was jinxed . it surely could'nt have been a dream . suddenly out of the darkness appeared a  girl with curely hair , brown eyes , and wearing robes which absolutely did not fit her. she had tears in her eyes and hey! wait! she was wearing wizard robes.she was HERMIONE GRANGER . the genious girl . she came running to me and touched my feet firmly. i was dumbstruct as well as perplexed . she said " help me dear savior . it's me who has called u here "i and savior? it was hard to believe all what was happening.

           but she continued , ignoring my flabbergasted look, wiping her tears in a hermio-

nish way she said " welcome to your own town ."INKHEART" . i am hermione granger as u may know . i am a student of the prestigious hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry " i said stopping her " well!i do know that but can u go to the point instead of wasting ur time in introduction " she seemed taken aback but continued " you may feel i'm joking but yes ur an inkmouth " 

me------------- " eh wats dat? somethin like a parselmouth?" she said " somewat like dat . ur quite a kinda genious. i have to compete wid u if u ever go to my school!

well anyway let me get to the point . an inkmouth is a person who reads and narrates stories like evry other person does . but an inkmouth can bring  fictional characters into reality just like u did"  a feeling of guilt struck me and i replied immediately ," but i  did not do it deliberately ! " she continued ignoring me "did u ever think y u ponderded over the fictional characters u liked? i'll tell u y .u do so cause u control us without ur knowledge .whatever u think of us we happen to have the same thing here in inkheart.this is your town young girl u have the utmost freedom to do whatever u want but let me tell u something u have read books full of good and cruel characters . all the villains have joined together here in inkheart and r planning to go to the other world i.e where u stay , they shall first kill u and then us and later have the power to rule the whole world . therefore i pray , you may take us to our books back again and urself remain safe by wishing not to be an inkmouth any more . " oh sure any thing for u but one thing to ask u can the guards standing right beside our cell see us" she looked at the guards and then smiled at me " oh dont worry .i said u r our creater so untiland unless u wish them to see u they wont and u can see me cuz u wanted to see me and now if u may please do the needfull for me . i hope u r intelligent enough to know what u shall have to do!" evry thing here seemed just so awesome . i was an inkmouth and this was my own town but on the contrary i needed to help hermione and get my friend back home before morning.

                                   and so istarted , " i hope there would be no town such as inkheart and its people i hope was never there and i also pray from the bottom of my heart that all the people do return to their respective books" and as i said i felt as if a demon was spliting me into two halves but i did not loose hope . i saw hermione casting non-verbal spells against the will and i continued " i hope there is always good over evil and i stress upon the the word ALWAYS AND I REPEAT always " and as i said  i felt the pain draining my lungs reduce a little . and finally it was all gone . i could see the bright sun rays penetrating through the cell windows . hermione shouted " more dear frnd more u have to say more its not yet done" and thus i completed saying "  i hope evry one gets to their own books and forget wat had happened" and then suddenly i felt the very same push i had felt before and .............................................................................

                                       i was back near the door tagged p sherman but my work was not yet complete and hence i started " i wish my friends forget evrything and return to their homes safely band lastely though i am reluctant but i  must say that i hope that i was never an inkmouth and that watever has happened is past and i shall  wish for a better future than this " and as i completed my sentence i again felt a push and in a moment i was back in my bed . beside my pillow lay a book named " inkeart " . i opened it to see that it was given to me by hermione . and a small note was written wich said ------------------------------------

 " thanx for saving my life .i will be greatful to u throughout my life . keep sending me letters in this adress--  33, grimmauld place . and do read this book u hve the main part 

take care"

         i was overwhelmed and shocked . but i was sure to write letters there . and this one night experiance was a perfect one for me i shall promise never to forget it in my life . from then on i have been normal as ever . writing letters to hermione  

" dear hermione , hope this letter finds u in good health and cheer . u know wat..............................