i wrote this as a childrens story for school, because i had to use parallelism. parallelism is where certain attributs of the story are repeated. you’ll see what i mean (i hope) once you read it.

One day, Ryan and his little sister Mary were walking in the woods. Ryan told his sister many funny jokes, and watched her gasp in wonder as he pulled pennies out of her ears. They were laughing at some funny joke when someone jumped into their path. It was a slender young man, with long blond hair that fell past his shoulders, and pointed ears!
He said to them, “Why hello! You must be new here, for I’ve never seen you before. Would you like to join me and my friends in a grand feast to celebrate our new king?” Mary loved the idea and pleaded with Ryan to go with this stranger.
Ryan was careful and said, “What about mother? She asked us to be back before dark.”
The stranger smiled and said, “Oh don’t worry then! When we finish feasting and the games, we will bring you home in a flash!”
“Please Ryan?” Mary said, showing her puppy dog eyes.
“All right” said Ryan, giving in. “But only for a short while.”
“Wonderful!” said the stranger, “follow me!” They followed the stranger through the forest until they came to a leafy meadow filled with wooden tables containing more food then you could shake a stick at. The stranger ran to join his friends, many of whom were already at the tables eating. Ryan spotted another unfamiliar person, similar to the one who found them, on a great throne at one end of the meadow, surveying the new guests. Mary glanced at her brother and said,
“Come on Ryan! Look at all the food! I’m hungry!” she was about to take off running to the food when Ryan reached out and grabbed her.
“Hold on sis, something’s not right here.” He surveyed the elves eating furiously, gorging themselves on the food. He also observed a strange light behind Mary eyes that he didn’t like. “We should not eat next to complete strangers. We should not have even followed someone we didn’t know. We must leave quickly.” Ryan grabbed his sisters arm in a firm grip and turned to go back through the woods. However, as he turn around he was surprised to see another stranger right behind them. This stranger was not slender and clean, nor did he have pointed ears. Rather, he had a long dirty beard that was tucked neatly into his belt. His grimy face was grinning up at Ryan because he was much shorter. He was as tall as a man’s legs, and no more. He wore what looked like heavy armor, with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Woi ‘ello! Ye must be new heres, cuz I’ve never seen ye befores.” He said gruffly. “haha, ye’re smarter then oi thought. Wise of yeh not to eat ‘der food, or yeh might never ‘ave left agin! Ye wish teh turn home ‘den? Well, I’ll show ye’re de way. But befors ye go, will ye excepd a gift from us’s? Me and me brudders I mean. We’re expandin’, and we needs to make room for more gold and gems. Just a bit tho’, we love our glitter, just eh few trinkets for ye. Like tis” the stranger pulled out a golden necklace with a large green emerald on the circlet in the middle. Both Ryan and Mary were drawn to it, wanting to touch it. Soon however, it was gone again, somewhere underneath all the armor he wore. “Well, what d’ye say?” he asked.
“Don’t forget mother! She asked us to be back before dark, and the sun is already slipping away.” The stranger smiled and said,
“Oh don’t ye worry ‘den! Just come wit me and ah’ll lead ye to me cave. Just pick out a few trinkets and we’ll take yeh to yer homes! Aur tunnels go everywhere, so’s we can put yeh back to yer home in no times.”
“Please Ryan?” Mary said, her lower lip trembling and her eyes looking for the necklace. Ryan thought about how much the money he would get b selling the “trinkets”, and quickly agreed. The stranger lead them a little ways into the woods then went down into a cleverly concealed hole in the ground. He took out a torch and lit it, and they carried on through the tunnel. At last, they came to a large chamber that was completely underground. It was like being in an upturned bowl, Ryan thought. in the middle of the chamber was a large hole, where bouts of liquid fire came bursting out.
“What’s that?” asked Ryan.
“Tha’?” replied the stranger pointing at the large hole. “Is just where we’s gets aur gold and gems. dats liquid gold yeh see de’re, but ye can’t ‘ave none o’ that. Look to de other side o’ the cavern de’re, inside dat cave.” The children looked where the stranger spoke, and saw a cave filled to the brim with glittering gold and gems. Mary and her brother stood there awestruck and couldn’t move. Staring at the mountain of gold, the fire pit was soon forgotten. Mary took a hazy step forward and tripped on a rock. Before she could fall, however, Ryan caught her in his arms. He looked at the pit of fire, and back at the grinning stranger, and saw an evil glimmer in his eyes.
“No” Ryan said, “No, we need to get home, NOW.”
“Why hello! You must be new here, for I’ve never seen you before.” Startled by another presence, all three looked around. An old man was walking swiftly toward them, a staff thudding against the stone floor as he walked. He was dressed in grey and looked hunched up. When he reached the group he stopped and looked into Ryan’s eyes.
“My, you’re such a brave young man.” The old man said. “Such strength is rare these days. Why don’t you come with me, and I’ll take you to a place that you would love more then anything.” Ryan was on his guard this time, and demanded,
“Where are you taking us?”
“Why, home dear boy,” the old man said with a sparkle of a tear in his kind, wrinkled eyes. “I’m here to take you home.” Ryan smiled with relief. Suddenly, thunder shook the cavern and rocks fell from the high ceiling to the floor.
“Hurry, we must go quickly! Follow me, and I will lead you out.” The old man led them through the tunnels with surprising agility, though rocks and dust poured continually from the tunnel ceiling. Mary was coughing and stumbling in the dark, so Ryan carried her and followed the old man by the sound of his footsteps. They finally came out of the tunnels into the last rays of sunlight.
Then old man turned to Ryan and said, “I must leave you here on after, but don’t worry, you’ll be safe. Just follow that small dirt path there, the straight and narrow one, and you’ll be safe.”
“But where are you going?” asked Ryan, clutching tiny Mary in his arms.
The old man laid his hand on the back of Ryan’s head, bent down so they were looking at each other at eyelevel, and said, “Oh you brave boy. I go to rescue others just like you. Others trapped in a web of greed and self-indulgence. Now run home, quick! Before the sun goes down!” The old man walked into the forest and disappeared. Ryan set off at a run, his feet coming down heavily on the path. Thump thump thump. . . . Endlessly his feet pounded the dirt, running through bushes, keeping to the straight and narrow path. It’s all or nothing he thought, now or never. Carrying Marry through the dark forest, he began to lose sight of the sun, slowly entering the mountain ahead. He ran harder, holding Mary tightly in his arms. Strangers yelled at him from the trees to stay, to live forever, to enjoy his time as a child, but they held nothing but fear for him now, and he ran on. Finally, he broke through a group of trees just as the sun slipped behind the mountain, and what did he see in the distance but his family’s cottage, and his mother coming out calling his name.