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 * __The Devil and Morgan J.__**

Morgan thought she was just having an average old boring day, but let’s be honest, whenever you think you’re just going through the boring old routine, unexpectedly, something crazy happens. Morgan woke up at around ten o’clock on a Saturday morning. Since it was spring, the morning sunshine bursted through her curtains and woke her up an hour earlier than usual, so she was a little groggy. She slipped on her robe and fuzzy pink slippers then went to the kitchen to eat some breakfast. She made herself some toast with butter and strawberry jam and fixed herself a bowl of Froot Loops.

She ate her cereal and toast just daydreaming about life and all of a sudden, the milk in her cereal began to bubble. The cereal pieces began to fizz and explode! Morgan just watched in shock as her Froot Loops were being possessed. Out of confusion she got off of her chair and took a few steps back. A manly voice called out, “No Morgan, come closer.”

So Morgan looked back into her cereal and there was a reflection of an old man in the milk of her cereal. She turned around and there he was, the man in the reflection. He was about five feet tall if you measured him hunched over like he stood. He had a full head of gray hair. His limbs were frail and his skin was stretchy and wrinkly. The man looked pretty helpless.

Morgan asked, “Who in the world are you!”

He responded, “I am the old man from next door, Hubert Ernest Lonestar-Levington.”

Morgan had never seen her neighbors so she assumed he was telling the truth. He told her that she looked like a nice girl and he asked if she could help him plant some flowers in his garden the next morning. Because Morgan was an outwardly friendly person, she immediately agreed to help him.

The next morning, Morgan rushed over to the neighbor’s house only to find the old man waiting for her on the front porch bench.

“I hope you weren’t waiting long,” she exclaimed.

“No, no sweetheart. I was just sitting out hear enjoying the day, don’t worry about it.”

Morgan immediately put her gardening gloves on and headed for the back of the house, assisting the poor old man to get there safely over the uneven ground with his cane. They began to dig holes, plant seeds, and pull weeds that had grown in. While they were doing this, they began to talk, just to familiarize themselves. Morgan felt very comfortable talking to the man about everything going on in her life. She told him about how she was in a fight with some of her friends because she talks a lot and blurted out a couple things that she was sworn to secrecy of.

She said, “I wish I didn’t have such a big mouth. I speak before I think.”

The old man grinned, “I think I can help you with your situation if you do a little favor for me.”

He continued on to explain to her that he had a method that would keep her quite if she signed this paper for him. He told her it was just a paper that had to be signed for his retirement home plan saying that he was fully capable of working on his own. Morgan freely signed and initialed her name on this contract. She knew it was probably for some good cause, and if just signing her name could help her loud-mouth problem, she would do anything! Morgan and Hubert finished up the plants and decided to meet again tomorrow to garden.

Morgan felt that she had made a close bond with Hubert, and with losing a lot of her friends recently, she needed someone to vent to. She also felt good about herself because she was helping out an innocent old man.

The next morning, Morgan again woke up to the sun shining brightly and she again went out to eat her morning cereal. No man reflected in her Froot Loops today though. Instead, the door bell rang and Morgan ran to answer it. It was her closest friends Laney and Elizabeth. Her friends said that they wanted to talk and straighten things out. When they came in to talk, the girls started asking Morgan questions. When Morgan attempted to respond, only a breath of air came out of her mouth. She tried again. She had no voice! She was confused! Her friends took this offensively, like Morgan was intentionally doing it, so Laney and Elizabeth stormed out of the house.

Morgan ran to the man next door and eagerly knocked on the door. The old man finally answered the door after about five minutes.

Morgan tried to yell, “What did you do to me!” Once again, only a puff of air came out. She ran into Hubert’s living room and found a pencil and pad of paper. She wrote down what she once before tried to ask him.

He responded, “You agreed to help me and I agreed to help you, it’s a deal.” Morgan went ballistic, but the man said, “I’m sorry there’s nothing I can do about it, you signed the contract! Morgan wrote down quickly, //What contract?// The old man explained that she signed a contract that really read that she was officially selling her soul to him. He grinned and laughed with evil in his tone. Morgan that realized that this was not an old helpless man, it was the DEVIL! She thought to herself, “Hubert Ernest Lonestar-Levington, how did I not pick up **HELL**!”

Morgan was then taunted on for the rest of her life by the devil and she eventually became invisible to the others around her because of her inability to speak. This story was not a happy ending for Morgan J. My advice, stay away from the Froot Loops!