My name is Lollipop. I live on Earth, but I am not normal. I am a lollipop.
Now how did I come to be a lollipop, I hear you ask. Well, I have not always been a lollipop. I was once a girl. A cool, good-looking girl. I had a boyfriend. Lots of friends. I was very popular. There was always a fight going on about who's turn it was to sit with me at the cafeteria. I had a good life. My family was rich, and I was spoilt. My father had given me everything I wanted. But the reason people liked me so much was because I was not snooty or mean or boastful. I was kind and giving.
But then one day my horrible uncle, Aaron, gave me a strange-tasting lollipop.
Now, you're probably thinking, that's nice-if he gave you a lollipop, how is he mean?
Well, I'll tell you why. He is a scientist. He makes potions and all that stuff.
One day his test subject, Jim, disappears. It was the same day that Aaron said he was making a lollipop potion. Then he walks out, looking proud of himself, sucking on a lollipop. Yes, a LOLLIPOP.
Then the next day he gives me a lollipop. It was not like him to give me a sweet. He usually gave me a piece of revolting rhubarb crumble.
Anyway, I sucked on it so as not to be rude. The day after that, I got a stomach ache. I wasn't surprised because it tasted funny. Sort of like a piece of broccoli crossed with a heap of sugar on top. Very strange.
Next thing I knew, I was bent over double holding my stomach, Aaron grinning his horrid head off.
"Oh, you poor old thing", he said cheerfully. "Let Uncle Aaronny-Warronny take care of it."
He walked out of the room humming. Then my stomach felt weird. My hands closed around what was like a white pole. It was smooth and shiny. I then realised that I had a headache. If you could even call it that. My head was shiny, smooth, but it was also sticky. It was pink, too. So it was more like a 'Lolliache.'
I had no clothes, for they had fallen off when my stomach went all weird.
The nearest thing I had to clothes was a purple patty pan that had a hole in the middle and was wrapped around my waist.
I felt sick. I went to my favourite spot under the maple tree and slept.
After what seemed like hours, I woke up and felt around. I was in some sort of dark room. It was very strange.
I suddenly felt the need to shout something. Something weird. But something sensible.
"I AM A LOLLIPOP!", I shouted. I ran around the dark room, tripping over things and crashing around. Then I tripped over something particularly large and bumped my head on what felt like rocky road.
I woke up once again from being asleep for so long and found that I was being carried on a stretcher by what looked like Warheads with legs and tails. One blue one, two green and one pink.
My head hurt.
I wanted to go home.
Then I fell back asleep.
When I woke up once again, I was in a very large cylinder with a slippery rainbow surface.
"AARGH!!", I screamed as the ground fell from beneath me.
I closed my eyes and waited to fall to my doom.
But I was not dead.
"Oh", I said hastily. "It's just jelly."
I suddenly felt hungry. It been a long time since I had eaten.
I looked at the jelly, liked my sticky little lips and dug in.
I didn't care if there were weird jelly colours like brown and white. I just lapped it up like there was no tomorrow. It tasted terrific.
Suddenly there was a shifting feeling in my stomach.
There was a pop. And my patty pan skirt turned pink. And my head turned purple.
My head was wobbly. I was a Jellypop.
I decided to get out of there. It was somehow very easy to climb up the smooth cylinder.
when I finally got to the top, I saw more of the little Warhead things. All colours. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, pink and purple.
I jumped off the edge of the cup.
A Warhead exploded me back to the top.
"Ouch!", I said, because my mouth was full of a sour, stinging feel. Warheads!
i spat them out and tried again.
The same thing happened.
It happened over and over again but then I just fell because I had exploded every single one.
Then I saw a random sign. It said 'Klouds R Us'.
I went in and saw a shop with endless shelves full of clouds.
I decided to take a look at one, so I pulled one off the shelf and ran my hand along its fluffy surface.
I loved the feel so much that I wanted to buy one even though I didn't have any money.
I picked up a nice big one and took it to the cash register.
"How much for the big fluffy cloud?", I said.
"Ten Trados", he said.
"Ten what?"
"Trados."
"What's a Trado?", I said. Was a Trado some kind of money?
"You know, Trados. You trade them for a cloud."
"Right. But I don't have any."
"Then what's that in your pocket?"
I looked down and saw something yellow and sharp sticking out of my pocket.
"Oh, right", I said. "But I only have one."
"No, one Trado pod is the same as 10."
I handed it over and he handed me the cloud.
I went outside and then I realised that i didn't know what to do with my cloud.
But then I saw that everyone was...
1.A lollipop
2.Riding on clouds
So I hopped on my cloud and sure enough, it rose of the ground and took off in exactly the direction I thought about going to.
I mucked around with my cloud for a bit but then I realised that I had to get home.
I looked up. There was only a green sun in the Red sky.
I looked down. There was a small door right underneath me and my cloud.
i hopped off my cloud and jumped in.
"GAH!!", I said as I fell through a rainbow tunnel.
Then i found myself, totally normal, sitting in the middle of my bedroom floor.
"Phew!", I said as I relived every moment of my amazing adventure.
"I'm glad that's over."
THE END :)