One windy morning I went to my friend’s house. Her house was close to a huge mountain. People used to say that a golden dragon lived up in the mountain who guarded a gold cave. Every day, the golden dragon would roar at the edge of the cliff and everyone would run to their homes, lock their doors and put down their curtain.
Me and my friend Amna had a problem. The dragon was getting was out of control. It had started throwing fireballs and the whole city was catching fire. We had a mission: to somehow stop the dragon from doing this!
Late at night, we both made a plan to capture the dragon, and packed all the things we needed. Then we started our mission. We started climbing the mountain. While climbing, Amna was about to fall but I caught her!
We started climbing higher and higher until we heard the dragon snoring at top of the mountain. Everything looked so scary because of the darkness of the night, and our hearts were beating really fast. The small bushes looked like ghost and the rocks like scary trolls, who were trying to stop us from climbing up the mountain!
We gathered up all our courage and started climbing. As we were pulling ourselves up, Amna stepped on a branch that cracked under her feet. The dragon stopped snoring and woke up from this sound!
The dragon started to throw fireballs! I asked Amna to distract the dragon as I raced behind it and climbed a tree. As the dragon opened its wide mouth, I poured some sticky glue in its throat. The fire stopped coming out of its mouth. The dragon was helpless without its fire. We chained the dragon to a tree and we made sure there was no way it could escape.
When the people in the city heard about the dragon they all were joyful and happy. But the very next day we had to go to the mountain top again. We heard a noise that disturbed the whole village. We saw the dragon trying to free itself desperately!
“Can you please let me be free?” it pleaded.
We agreed that we would free him if he would be nice to the people in the village. We unchained him. Now the city was even more happy and jubilant. From then on, the whole village lived peacefully without the fear of fireballs raining on them!