The Pond

Luca carefully crept downstairs grabbing his coat and umbrella trying to be quiet.

Eventually, he arrived just by the old river as the rain gracefully hit the top of the water – it was a beautiful moonlit night.

It was here that Luca normally came when he was stressed and he hpad a big maths test tomorrow so he decided to come watch the fish swim and jump in the water to  calm himself. A few minutes later he started to get a funny feeling something was there, but he ignored it.

Suddenly, the rain lashed of his head he couldn’t see much but he could make out a small figure in the water he thought nothing of it and got his umbrella out. But then he realised it was getting closer and closer and closer…

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