But in the winter,you probably felt the hissing wind pulling the rain from a side to another.You should be present when the hand-freezer and covers the street like a flood.You should try being present when the fog pollutes your area and the alarm beeps.people do not visit then.Even the natives keep away from there even…and some say they have a good cause.
My name is Zoye Gold and I work in the doll company near the island.Most people call me Zoya.I’m the shop’s recycle taker.I decorate the dolls,clean the shop and pick up the rubbish at the end of the day.Some say this the best job and I’m lucky and they’re kind of right.I have a little shed where I sleep I have a little fire to keep me warm and cosy when its winter I’m a loner at night but in the day there so much people to talk to in summer.It’s not so busy in the cold but some days there’s no one there.
My name is Zoye Gold and I work in the doll company near the island.Most people call me Zoya.I’m the shop’s recycle taker.I decorate the dolls,clean the shop and pick up the rubbish at the end of the day.Some say this the best job and I’m lucky and they’re kind of right.I have a little shed where I sleep I have a little fire to keep me warm and cosy when its winter I’m a loner at night but in the day there so much people to talk to in summer.It’s not so busy in the cold but some days there’s no one there.
Before I tell you what happens next,there is this tale that I should inform you.It manifested long,long time ago that no one in our community remembers what happened.People say that a sea creature that comes of the river and marches through the area in the middle of the night.It’s known as the fox mander and only comes in the night,dark grey clouds,It smells like rotten seaweed and the bones of a human.It left a trace of footprints as big as dinosaur’s foot print.They usually say that at mid-night,the fox mander stomped the roads,crying and howling.When people hear the noise they would shut their doors and close the windows.
| Some people say that this creature has been hurt by lolliness.People say that it needs food.Some think it has lost its children and its looking for it.But I’m not sure if I should believe them.Though in the grey clouds,when the streets look gloomy,the breeze makes those strange noise that might be mistaken for something crying.”why do you need to hide”? I ask her.”What’s wrong?””I saw it”! she says,” look carefully-close the curtains!”. |
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