One lovely day in a city near Mount Olympus called Bronze lived I, Marilyn. I was celebrating my eleventh birthday with my friend Jessalyn who was also turning eleven. Many people were complementing our hair and eyes. My eyes are golden brown and hers are sapphire green, while my hair is midnight black and hers is a rich brown. Everyday we stand and wonder what we could find in the deepest cave on Mount Olympus, the mountain of the gods.
In my house my family had prepared a birthday dinner. My one wish was that Jessalyn and I get the strength to go into the deepest cave on Mont Olympus. The next morning Jessalyn came up to me and said, “Let’s go up Mount Olympus!” I don’t know why or how but I said, “Ok, let’s go!” We packed up and said we were going to play in the city center. An hour later, we found ourselves halfway up Mount Olympus. We had passed five caves, all not deep enough for our adventurous ways!
We had passed every cave, and were almost at the top of mount Olympus. When we had lost hope, we found one last cave at the top. As we entered the cave, we had found it, the deepest cave on Mount Olympus! Inside there was a faint glow. Had someone come before us? As we went deeper we found Zeus, the God of Thunder, with fire. We tried to sneak past him because he looked angry. Unfortunately, Jessalyn stepped on a twig. The god roared, “Who goes there? I demand you reveal yourself!” Luckily there was a goat wandering outside that he got distracted with. Then we were able to tiptoe into a tunnel to just explore.
Sooner or later at the end of the tunnel, we found keys and a place that looked like a dungeon. A giant cage was locked. We were very curious so we unlocked it and entered, We looked around and saw what looked like human skeletons. We were terrified at the sight! Then a thundering voice boomed “Mmmm... yummy. Is this a special dinner?” We looked up and saw a giant Cyclops. We ran for our lives into a random tunnel. We went into a room and closed the door. We found a globe.
No sooner did we find it, the globe showed poor Prometheus being tortured on a rock. Then a voice was coming from a tunnel, “Come back, you’re mine now!” We began to run again. Then we bumped into a god named Hercules. We told him a god named Prometheus was being tortured. He said he would try to help him escape. As we kept running, the Cyclops came from a tunnel only a little ways. So we turned around and began to run again. Finally We saw Zeus and the fire. We ran past him. Unfortunately he heard and held us back asking us what we were doing. Then we all heard the Cyclops storming his way towards us. Zeus, for some reason, let us go. We ran to the exit of the mountain. Then I slipped, but luckily Jessalyn gabbed my hand and helped me climb the mountain.
We arrived home, our lesson learned. We regretted going up Mount Olympus. We will never wish a wish like that again. This memory will never fade away for as long as we live. But we wondered where Hercules is? Has Prometheus escaped? We will always wonder. We were lucky, thankful, and joyful to get home before anyone noticed we were gone.