Yesterday morning, the weirdest thing happened. I was walking back from school with my dog Bella along the long path. It was ice cold therefore I had to carry Bella home in my jacket to try and keep her warm.

Bella wanted to explore the path I placed her down on the ground ,we spent a lot of time digging up old sticks and pieces of bark from under the flowerbeds. The sun was starting to rise over the shallow ocean. 

By now , the sun was reflecting of the sea. Bella and I  walked  towards the shelter under the tall fence next to Fullerton woods. I could see something in the distance it was a small type of fly , with whiskers and ears and it’s wonderful wings where moving like a helicopters blades. I walked closer ,Bella started to bark and was staring at that exact small fly  that I was looking at.

I still as Bella bounced back trying to get me attention to leave quickly .stood  I carried Bella to safety. Had I just seen the Malamander? Are the old myths true?