My Malamander Story
Prologue
You’ve probably been to Dark Bay and never known about it. You might have gone for a holiday or a day out. As soon as you arrived, you would see deckchairs with people sunbathing on the, an ice cream with ice cream that melted in two minutes and small rock pools with children in them looking for shells. Why? Why you never knew about going there? Thats because then it was known as Bright Bay.
But in winter, you would feel the cold strong wind hit you face and ice cold rain would fall on your head violently. You should go when the streets are frozen and covered in thick luxurious snow. Very few people visit then. Most locals stay away from the beach, some locals carry warnings and some stay quiet as if keeping a secret.
Chapter One
My name is Mellisa Melon most people call me Mel. I work at the seaside bakery. I am the backer assistant I help Mrs Cupcake (the backer), I take the customers orders and clean at the end of the day. People say I should get a better job, but I like it. In summer we get lots of visitors, but in the winter we get very few. I have a little room upstairs. I have a fire that keeps me warm at night, but I get lonely so I close my eyes and try to fall asleep.
Suddenly I hear a tap then again slightly louder this time I look around and see a girl at the window. I quickly run up towards it and pull it open there is snow in her hair her feet are wet and her lips are purple from the cold. She immediately shouts “I’ve seen it hide me!”
Before I carry on there is a story I should probably tell you. It happens really long ago. It is a story about a creature called the octimander half octopus half woman. Legends say it only comes out when the sun is not out. Some people think it kills sailors, but some say it takes them to its underwater fortresses between the seaweed and now only skeletons are left of them. Some very abstract people think it leaves footprints on the beach that are washed away by the sea.
“What Where Why When How?” I say “Just do it please.” She begs. I look around and stuff her in the biggest cake box I can find. I hear footsteps so I stand in front of it like nothing happened.
Chapter two
Half an our later we stood on the beach. My eyelids are squeezed together because of the wind. My new friend (Amber) looks at the angry sea. She wanted to see the town, but there was nothing to sea on a day like this: the doors or Mrs Crabs fish and chips were clutched tightly, Mr Dolphins ice cream parlour have a huge closed sign in the window and Mr Sharks corner shop is dark and abandoned today.
The wind howled loudly as it started to carry huge wet raindrops that land on my forehead. The sky is as grey as it could be. I was about to say something when Amber said “You live in a very beautiful place.” I wonder how a dark sky, cold rain and sea mist is beautiful.
Suddenly, there is a sound like something big is cutting through the ocean. We don’t move we don’t even dare to breath. There is a pause and something of the sound and something jumps out the water. It’s tentacles reach out it’s teeth are sharper than needled it is a deep, dark purple it’s horns are moving in the wind because it is going so fast it’s eyes are dark and empty. “Aahhhh!” We both scream and run away not looking back we do not dare to look back.
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