Part 3

Sam, who was upset by what was happening, peered over the edge of the ship and stared down in horror. Sitting five feet away from him was a baby dragon. He glanced behind him to see if anyone as there. No one. He bent over to pick it up. The glimmering skin had ripples like water and it was as smooth as silk on a pillow. It had eyes that were as big as busses and the legs were short and stumpy.

The Dragon was shivering in fear and it’s body was freezing cold. Suddenly, I realized that it was hurt. “Hannah,” he called” get here now”. He raced to the library, grabbed a book from the shelf and raced back. He opened the book to the right page, but then slammed it shut again in frustration. There was nothing in there about Dragons.

Minutes later, Hannah appeared with a towel in her hand. I told her about the dragon and she walked over to it to look at it properly. “It has been cut”, she said. Blood was streaming down it’s stomach but luckily it was only a small cut. “Will he make it?” Sam said
“Probably not”

Sam circled the dragon thinking of ideas. Nothing yet. I went inside to get some water, I was tired and fed up, I need to get some sleep.