Chapter 3

Two days later we are in the attic eating some lemon squares from my bosses birthday. We sit, deciding to talk about the Crocamander. I have had a lot of work to do so we have not been able to go out and look. But I don’t want to go monster hunting anyways because it is starting to get freaky. It is also because it is freezing outside but we have heating in here.

“Well while you’ve been doing work at the “toy shop” I’ve been out looking for clues, which is much more fun then what you’ve been doing.” She says with mischievous grin.

I’m nervous I wonder what she has done. I think about it I say to myself that she can’t have done much. Maybe she has asked people about it! Oh no.

“What exactly have you been doing?” I say hoping it isn’t that bad.

It turns out Michelle has spent hours outside in the foggy coldness of Unshine – on – sea asking people about the Crocamander.

“What!” I shouted. “Why would you do that, what is wrong with you?”

“Well you should be happy to know that I know where it lives.” She says with a smug face.

“What do you mean you know where it lives; I don’t believe you.” I tell her forgetting that she will show me.

“Fine I’ll show you” Michelle says.

Oh no the sentence I’ve been dreading to hear. I started to think about it. I mean it is probably just a joke anyways. We are not going to see that thing; are we.

“Ok then you can show me.”

When we get outside it is dark. I want to go back inside but Michelle won’t let me. We get to the beach and see two pairs of footsteps one leading into the sea and one leading… The6 were leading straight up to the haunted caves of terror. If yo go there you never come back. The baddest thing  was that Michelle was making her way towards them. I knew I should not follow this crazy maniac.

The cave was lit with these weird looking rocks.

“Isn’t it pretty.” Michelle says in amazement.

“Yeah.” I say as believable as I can make it.

I think about going back but I’m already here and I need to make sure that Michelle is ok. I heard a growl and laugh because I know it’s just Michelle teasing me. But then I see her running towards me. So I started running to. I don’t know where we’re going I just want to get away from that cave.

Chapter 2

“Why do you need to hide?” I asked in a very confused tone. “Are you ok?”

“I… I.. I’ve seen it.” She says. “Look close – look sharp… shut the door; close the curtains!”

I asked her what she had seen but she didn’t know. When I asked her all she would is shake and her words would mix and match. I was shocked of how terrified she was. 

So I decide to tell her “If you can’t tell me what it was or who it was then we will just have to go out and look for it.” I said in my most mature manner.

It took a lot of persuading but I finally got her to come and look for it with me. I have to find her a coat to wear because all she is wearing is thus ruined old jumper and some muddy, ripped pants.

I sneak her out of the theatre and carry on with our journey; letting the cold breeze lead us through the fog. Michelle Taylor which is her name, apparently. She was holding my arm with a firm grip. Her face was trying to look as brave as possible but I could see the glimmer of fear in her eyes. I mean I can’t blame her; with the fog and the icy floor. It was creepy. I felt a cold shiver down my spine. Suddenly I heard a whimper; Michelle was crying. I know at this point in the journey I had to be brave for her; even though I didn’t really know her.

“The… the Croca… Crocodile that… that’s what I saw.” She spluttered out.

The crocodile; I’m saying to myself. What is the crocodile. All of a sudden I stop in my tracks. It couldn’t be I thought… it just couldn’t be. What oh no I thought.

“It couldn’t be it just couldn’t be.” I shouted “Could it?”

I start running back to the theatre; I heard a loud voice behind me. I stopped; Michelle was confused. She dragged me further away from the theatre; against my will.

Suddenly she stopped in her tracks. She stuttered. I turned around and I was about to say “everything was fine” but I didn’t because I couldn’t. I can see two large orange eyes as fierce as fire. I heard it growl and it sounded like a wold hunting for it’s prey.

Michelle grabbed my arm and we ran; not looking back. When we got back I shut the door with all my force, then closed the curtains and hid under a blanket. I was petrified.

I’d like you to imagine an Azalea swaying in the wind.

I’d like you to clutch this Azalea in your mind blossoming like a baby bird cracking out of it’s egg desperate to share it’s secrets.

Now please can you fill out this questionnaire:

-Does your Azalea blossom in the spring or autumn?

-What is special about your Azalea?

-Is your Azalea your good look charm?

-Does you Azalea like to dance in the wind?

-Has your Azalea every been to the moon?

-Has your Azalea every smelt the salt of the sea?

-Does Azalea dream when your dreaming or not?

-What is your Azaleas favourite colour?

-Does your Azalea have a best friend?

-How many things is your Azalea thinking?

-Does your Azalea like Harry Potter?

-What is your Azaleas favourite subject?

Can I too have an Azalea like this?