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Chapter 1: Welcome To This
Book I’m Quenchar Nice To Meet You
Quenchar was in deep slumber, he heard a voice
calling to him to get up. He just ignored straining to open his eye’s he looked
at his clock which was on his side table. It was 3 minutes to 8 o'clock.
Quenchar tried to rollover and get up but he fell off the bed. He tried to get
up and go back to the bed but he was too lazy. He prefers to lie on the ground
gazing at the celling
He is in the 7th grade. Quenchar
is 5 foot 6 inches; he was one of the tallest boys in his class. He was 11
years old, but he looked way younger for his age. Quenchar was a fair
complexion boy and hated to go outside and play.In his free time he loved to
read books and play his favorite game: ROBLOX®. His friends love to play the
game with him, but mostly his very good friend Drax, plays ROBLOX with him the
most. Mainly Quenchar plays Elemental Battlegrounds® with Drax. Quencher was
often scolded for spending too much time on the game. Quenchar had lost his
father 5 years ago due to cancer, he lived in a house with his Mom and two
elder sisters, Jemma who was 16 years old and was in the 10th grade,
and Jane who was 17 years old and was in the 12th grade. Academically Quenchar was miles ahead of his
grade. His favorite subjects weremath’s and Physics. He had won many prizes for
Physics and math’s competition. One of the things Quenchar loved to do was
sing.His preferred genre of song to sing was hip hop songs. Usually in the
mornings Quenchar used to go to his boom box and playhis favorite song. Today Quenchar
did not feel to sing, but he was eager to play ROBLOX®.
Quenchar dragged himself from the
ground and he on is feet. Quenchar stretched and cracked his back knuckles. He
was ready to brush his teeth, eat his breakfast and play ROBLOX®.
“Quenchar, Your breakfast is ready!”
his mom yelled
“Coming, let me brush my teeth!” said
Quenchar yelling back
Quenchar glared at the calendar which
was in front of his bed. It was a Saturday
He seemed pretty happy about it, He
rushed to the bathroom and grabbed
His tooth brush and took the tooth
paste. Quenchar squeezed it but it went all
over the mirror
“Oh great” Quenchar groaned
He ran outside of his room and
creeped into his elder sisters room.
“Okay, this is one of the world’s
dangerous missions” said Quenchar.
He looked at the door knob, and
reached for it as he slowly turned it he leaned
towards the wall and the door swung open.
Quenchar took a peek inside the room, it was pitch black,he tip-toed on
the bright polished wooden floor trying not make a noise. He managed to
reach for the bathroom handle, at the same time someone stepped out of bed.
He grabbed the tooth paste
“Mission accomplished” Quenchar said
with a smile
Quenchar turned around and was about
to get out of the bathroom but the
door opened. It was the moment of
truth and Quenchar hid behind the curtains of the bathtub. It was his
sister Jane and she was looking for the tooth paste
“What the-?” said Jane confusingly
“Jemma, have you seen the tooth paste?”
said Jane calling out to her younger sister
“Okay, now I need to get out of here.”
thought Quenchar
The moment Jane and Jemma were
arguing Quenchar made a run for it to his room. Quenchar successfully reached
his room and brushed his teeth.
Chapter 2: Hey! I Got News
For You!
“Hey
Quenchar” Said a voice
“Ghaaa!”
screamed Quenchar in fear, but when Quenchar turned around. It was his best
friend Drax Johnson “My god, Drax.” “Don’t ever scare me like that, ever
again!” saidQuenchar as he yelled at Drax
“Okay”
Drax said simply. “I’ve got some news for you”
The
two boys sat on Quenchar’s bed,and were discussing about the news that Drax was
going share with Quenchar.
“Okay,
now.” “You are going to listen to this ‘Amazing’ news” “There is this event called
“The Sacred Voice” it is related to singing and you, Quenchar.T.Jaxson loves
singing and I think it would be a great idea for you to sign up for this event.”
Said Drax with excitement.
“Okay,
what do I get if I win?” Quenchar asked Drax
“Can
you handle it?” Drax asked Quenchar
“You
are talking to Quenchar.T.Jaxson, I can practically handle anything” Quenchar
said bravely
“Okay,
then.” “One million dollars” said Drax
Quenchar
almost fainted sputtering out word, as he was trying to speak. He was lying on
the bed with a smile!
“One
million dollars!” “Oh my gosh. This is just exciting!” exclaimed Quechar
“If
you want that money, you need to go to Comic Man’s ® Comic House and sign up
for this event. Remember this happens once in every 4 years ®” shouted Drax
The
boys ran down stairs skipping them in 2’s, they ran to the garage grabbed their
bikes and started to cycle to Comic House®. Comic House® was in the middle of
Quenchar’s neighborhood; the lucky thing is that it is in the last stretch of
12th Westlock Street. It was where Quenchar’s house was. It took them a while
because there was traffic in the cycling road. When the traffic cleared Quenchar
was looking at the most beautiful sun set he has ever seen. He sped up to Drax
and started blabbering
“Do
you think I may win?” Quenchar asked Drax
“Well
it depends, this competition is worldwide.” “You are first going to compete in
regionals, then you will go to nationals and internationals, if you win in
internationals you get the money and a big trophy, autographs a t-shirt maybe a
sponsor too.” Drax explained to Quenchar
“Oh,
that is amazing” Quenchar said with a gulp
“What
if I tie with someone?” Quenchar asked Drax
“If
you tie with someone, you are going to go to the original Comic House® which I
think is in India, and you are going to have a death match with the person who
you tied up with.” “I think the theme for the death match is rapping, I don’t
know so don’t trust me with the theme thing that I said” Drax replied
The
two boys cycled along the traffic free cycling road and saw the newly
refurbished Comic House®
“OMG!”
“It has changed, it has become bigger!” Quenchar said excitedly
“Nice
work Comic Man®!” Drax said with smile
The
boys observed a very long Que. When they looked at the front it said ‘The
Sacred Voice sign up’. Quenchar looked very grumpy. The Que was so long that it
would have taken 4 years for him to sign up and the competition would just fly
away in front of his eyes. The Que contained people of different ages, height
and weight. Quenchar always hated to stand in lines because he had no
patience
“You
have got to be kidding me!” Quenchar said in an anxious voice. They ran to the
desk which says ‘They Sacred Voice sign up’
“Uhh…excuse
me lady is this the-“
“Yes
it is boy, now get in line if you want to sign up” the clerk lady said
interrupting Quenchar
“But”
Quenchar sputtered
“Get
in line now child or I will call security”
He
looked back and saw a big Que going all the way inside of Westlock Public Park.
Quenchar looked down on the ground and walked back to his cycle as if he lost
all hope. Drax did his best to cheer him up but it did not work and stop trying.
Quenchar walked in the house, he did not want to play ROBLOX, and he did not
want to sing. He passed the evening doing nothing. He also returned the
toothpaste to his sister’s room. Later in the evening Quenchar had his dinner
without making a noise and went to bed very sadly
.
Chapter3: The Sadness
Rages
It
was a sad Sunday morning. Quenchar was living the event what happed yesterday.
He felt that he was in a time loop. Living and re-living that moment again and
again. Quenchar felt devastated. He was sitting down on the dining table and he
was eating favorite cereal.
“Hey,
Quenchar!” said his older sister Jemma
“Why are you making such a long face” she said
trying to imitate the long face Quenchar was making.
Quenchar did not really like his sister Jemma.
His sister Jemma loved to annoy him, his oldest sister (older than Jemma) Jane,
treated Quenchar properly and didn’t trouble much.
“Stop
it, brainless baboon” Quenchar snapped at Jemma
“Oh,
you are going to take that back!” Jemma said to Quenchar with a yell
“Oh
my, I am so scared of Jemma” said Quenchar teasing Jemma
“Make
me” said Quenchar again
“That’s
it-“said Jemmastomping towards Quenchar. Fortunately their mom saw what was
going and stopped it from getting worse.
“Hey,
what is going on here?” Their mom yelled at both of them
“She
started it” said Quenchar pointed to Jemma
“M-Me
how-“Jemma sputtered
“Stop
it Jemma.” “I don’t want to hear it” “You are supposed to take care of your
little brother and not fight with him!” said their mom increasing her tone at
the end of her sentence.
“Okay
fine” Jemma said as she stomped her way to her room
As
Jemma was going to here room she took her finger and sliced her neck making a
noiseand pointing it to Quenchar.He just ignored it.
“Okay”
mom said“Drax told me about the singing event and he sent me this” said his mom
as she pushed a piece of paper towards Quenchar. He was looking at the small
piece of paper without any interest but something caught his eye, Quenchar saw
this on the other side of the small sheet. The paper said“Lucky Scratch Card’under
that it said“The Sacred Voice event”. Quenchar saw a small paragraph
“This
card contains a very lucky chance for you to get straight to The Sacred Voice
stadium register. You’ll personally meet the judges and head straight to the
Comic Center®, your name will be on the leaderboard. Good luck” said Quenchar
reading out loud from the piece of paper.
“I
mean-This is-Oh my-“said Quenchar trying to find words so he could speak
Quenchar
felt a lot of happiness rushing through his body. He finally felt his way out
of the maze, but it was not enough. He knew that it was all based on his luck
to get in. Quenchar was just ignoring the fact he might not get through and
thought positive. Quenchar had lost his train of thought as he heard his mom
talking to him. “I know, how about you get Drax, thank him and head to Comic House
“said mom
“Okay
mom, bye love you”
Chapter 4: The Extraordinary “Thanks”
Quenchar
took his bike from the garage and cycled as fast as he could go. So he could
stop at Drax’s house and thank him about The Scratch Card for The Sacred Voice
event.
On the way Quenchar saw the amazing view of
the Drax’s neighborhood which was at the bottom of the hill. Quenchar cycled
downhill, he felt the wind go through his hair and he felt that he could fly
because the speed at which he was going was pretty fast. Drax’s neighborhood is
quite humongous; the neighborhood covers 730 acers of land. This would have
taken a lot of time to reach but Drax lived right in front from where his
neighborhood started. Drax lived in a street named: Whemy Whimlock Street, this
always made Quenchar laugh. He peddled his way through the pavement trying not
to hurt anyone and he finally reached Drax’s house.
Drax
has a big house. In Drax’s house there are 5 bedrooms, 2 big servant rooms, a
very big backyard which has a swimming pool and a huge front yard. Drax uses one of the servant rooms as his
conference room, in that room there was a long table which had 4 chairs and a
projector.
“Drax,
can you come out please? Quenchar yelled.
Drax’s
mother opend the front door from the living room balcony and said:
“Hi
Quenchar, how are you doing”
“I’m
doing fine Mrs. Johnson; can Drax come out to play?” asked Quenchar
“Oh,
you boys want to go to Comic House®?” asked Mrs. Johnson
“Yes”
said Quenchar
“Okay,
come in while I bring him to you and you boys can decide what to do and where
you want to go” said Mrs. Johnson
Quenchar
walked into their house and admiringly looked around. He saw how big their
house was; Drax walked down the stairs happily and saw Quenchar
“Hey
Quenchar, what’s up” asked Drax
“Well
of course the celling, but thank you so much for giving this to me” said
Quenchar with a smile on his face
“Have
you opend it?” asked Drax
Quenchar
shook his head and said
“I
want to open it with you”
“All
righty lets go to our conference room.” Said Drax escorting Quenchar to their
big backyard
“Okay,
let us get started”
“Quenchar,
this is right now depending on your luck and if you don’t get in you are going
to stand in line to get through” said Drax
“Okay”
said Quenchar
He
took his finger nail and scratched the silver part and saw this:
“You’re
In Congratulations”
“Oh
my gosh I’m through”
“Great
going buddy” said Drax
“This
requires a celebration!” shouted Quenchar happily!
Quenchar
had never felt so happy, and he had found his way out of the maze. Quenchar
thought that this is the whole world to him. Now I need to practice like I
never did before thought Quenchar.
Chapter 5: Rehearsal Time
Quenchar
was delighted that he got selected, and he just couldn’t stop thinking about
it. He cycled uphill until he passed a neighborhood called Mid-Point. Quencher
got tired because from Mid-Point to Frenzical (another neighborhood) the hill
got very steep. He decided to walk with his bike until he passed Frenzical. It
was 10:55 AM when Quenchar got home. He realized something smelled good at his house;
the smell of the house was different. It smelled of a baked cake.
“Mom?”
“Have you baked something?” Quenchar asked his mom expecting a reply
“Yes,
I have.” “I have baked your favorite cake” said his mom’
Quenchar
had a huge smile on his face. He loved his mom’s homemade cake. Quenchar
remembered on his 5th birthday just a year before his dad died, his
mom made this cake for the first time and it made him really happy.
“Thanks
mom for baking this cake for me” said Quenchar
Quenchar’s
mom smiled at him
“Well,
I got good news” said Quenchar
“You’re
in!?” exclaimed his mom
Quenchar
nodded
“OMG”
“This is amazing!” “You’re in” said his mom in excitement
“I’m
going to go and meet the judges, okay” said Quenchar
“Okay,
go now” “Do you want me to come?” asked his mom
“No,
no need.” “I’ll go by myself” said Quenchar
Quenchar
did not feel to take his bike to Comic House® and decided to walk. Since he
wanted to avoid the crowd in front of his neighborhood’s mall named ‘Crowdex
Mall’ because of the huge discount of 75% off in a few shops. He had to go
through the woods as a short cut, Quenchar dislike the woods a lot because it
creeps him out. He had no choice since it was a short route to Comic House®
which leads him to the Ordlexo National Park where he can walk easily to Comic
House®.
Quenchar felt really excited about meeting the
judges and he felt that they were going to like his spirit and let him win the
million dollars itself but that is not possible because there might be a better
singer than him which is like one in a million. He finally reached Ordlexo
National Park where he could see the big Comic House® comic mall. The big mall
was well decorated with neon’s and a big sign saying ‘The Sacred Voice’.
Quenchar noticed a small reading next to the big writing; he couldn’t read it
because he was standing too far. As Quenchar moved towards Comic House® he read
the paragraph, ‘This event happens once in four years. To be voted as ‘The
Voice Of The World’ you need to bring out the most unique part of yourselfand
let the world know who the best singer was. You can also win a title named as
‘Magic’ for most upcoming talent. The title ‘The Singing Impediment’ for your
disabilities or larynx infection, 500 thousand dollars will be given to you if
you have won this title. ‘The Rookie’ this title is the second best singer in
‘The Sacred Voice’ event. Quenchar seemed very impressed about the competition
as he walked in the Comic House® ‘The Sacred Voice’ event
Quenchar
went and met the judges. He saw 4 judges standing together. He was eves
dropping on the last person who was here and they just plainly say hi and
introduce them self like they were programmed to do that only. Quenchar walked
in front and looked at all 4 and guessing that they were going to do the same
thing, it turned out Quenchar was right
“Hi,
I am Nattie” said one of the judges
“Hello,
I am Shlock” said the judge standing next to Nattie
“Hello
there, my name is Trafaquer” said the judge standing up straight like he was
saluting the flag of Ordlexo next to Nattie
“Hi,
I’m Julie” said the judge standing next to Trafaquer
“Hi
I am Quenchar” said Quenchar with a faint smile
“Wow,
that is such a unique name and it sounds really nice” said Nattie
“Quenchar,
huh, nice name buddy” complimented Trafaquer
“Thanks”
said Quenchar putting his hand behind his head
“Well,
welcome to the show” said Julie
“Oh,
I know I am saying this again, keep practicing”
“Sure
thing” replied Quenchar
Quenchar
has been practicing for days. Sometimes he sang too loud and other times he
sang to soft. This time he sung very loud so loud that his mom had to
personally come to his room and zip it up
“Okay,
honeys please do not sing that loud please.”
“Sure
thing mom” said Quenchar
Quenchar
continued to practice to sing because he wanted to win those one million
dollars fair and square.
Chapter 6: The Time Has
Come
It
was time and Quenchar was dressed up for his show. Quenchar was wearing jeans,
a black T-shirt with a bowtie and a pitch black polished Jimmy Gorickson shoes.
Quenchar was going to sing in front more than 1500 people and the whole of Ordlexo
would be watching him. He just realized that his throat was paining.Oh no
Quenchar thought to himself, this was not supposed to happen now. Quenchar
practically had his heart in his mouth panicking saying:
“Oh
god no!” “This is wrong!” “This is not supposed to happen now!” “Go away you
useless pain in the throat”
As
the pain in the throat was still there, Quenchar went downstairs and poured hot
water in a glass mixed with turmeric and salt. Quenchar looked around to see if
anybody was watching him and speed walked into the bathroom to gargle with the
mixtureof water that he was holding in his hand to try and calm down the
swelling. He looked at the bathroom mirror and shook his head in shame,
thinking that he should have been more careful when he was rehearsing.
“Quenchar
we have to go!” “Come on before the traffic hits the road” said his mom
“Oh,
Quenchar I have to drop Jane and Jemma at their friend’s houses for the night,
luckily it’s on the way”
The
Jaxson’s ran to the car and their mom hit the gas. Quenchar thought that he is
going to fail and rather not sing and just flee the competition. Since they
were already on the road there was no turning back.
Comic
House® was really packed. There were people all over the place, Quenchar felt
really scared and his heart was racing. He felt like jumping into a volcano.
Quenchar could feel his body burn as he could imagen himself jumping into a
volcano. Quenchar thought that it was a bit too brutal to imagen himself burn
and just stopped to think about him burning in molten rocks.
“Okay
sweetie” “You are going to go in there and show who really is boss” said his
mom with a smile.
When
Quenchar walked in Comic House® and felt the cold windy A/C breeze coming onto
his head and chest. He looked around the place and the most common thing he could
see was people. Everywhere he looked at there were only people.
Quenchar
walked through two big doors which had a curve at the top. It was like he was
walking inside a big carnival at an English auditorium. He and his mom had split
up because she was not a contestant. Quenchar was still panicking. He was
waiting patiently and realized he can’t run from participation. He had to go
and face his fear and everybody is going to be watching him. The one thing
Quenchar hoped that they will not make a meme out of his singing and his voice.
“Hey”
“Buddy, you’re going next” addressed one of the back stage members.
“Okay,
thanks” said Quenchar flatting his shirt and correcting his bowtie, okay here
it goes. Quenchar walked on stage looking at the ground, out of the corner of
his eyes he saw how massive the crowd was.
“Okay,
let’s see what you got”
said the judgesQuenchar realized that he can’t
sing with the problem he has got with his larynx, and he decided to walk out of
stage and just go home, when he was just about to leave, he thought that
leaving would not do any good forhim. With his courage and confidence he pulled
himself up and walked right back on to stage and he was ready. He realized that
this competition was not about winning that one million dollars, it’s about
finding the key to the lock, so that you could see more, do more, read more,
and most of all,‘Be more’. “I’m ready” said Quenchar
“All
righty, here we go. This is the music. Now just sing” said Shlock
Quenchar
gave his best and he just hummed and tried his best to sing, the moment the
song was over he walked off stage. Even though his voice was cracking. Quenchar
could not feel anything. He felt hollow, he felt that his soul had
disintegrated and his mind was perished.
Chapter7: The Exceptional Ending
It
was a fine Monday morning. There was no school due to an event which was taking
place at his school called theMulti-Achieving Scholars
Cap. Quenchar seemed really joyous that he did not have to go for the event. He
woke up normally. He just got up stretched and. It took him a while to notice
some big card on his table. He tried to read it with his strained eyes,
‘Congratulation. You have not won the million dollars but you have won 500
thousand dollars and the title ‘The Singing Impediment’ of the season. We hope
you continue singing after your discovery of your disability or infection. Get
well soon Quenchar was just very happy that he did it; he went on stage and
gave it the best he could have givenwith that larynx. Well we all have happy
endings thought Quenchar, but he felt this one as a stupendous ending.
THE
END
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