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Limping lies
The salty air stung my eyes and the sea breeze whipped my hair. People hurried along paveways, their black cloaks like birds desperate to go with the wind. The stagnant air of the museum was stifling and I greeted the fresh air with pleasure. Grey clouds blanketed the sky and a thin fog started to gather. The sea was alive with waves that tossed sea foam onto the sand.
I stared at the rickety houses and waved to our neighbours. Iris and Harold were frequent visitors of Addison's Hall of Quirks and Wonders. Iris would often bring us freshly baked goods and Harold would donate us interesting pieces of glass and shells he found at sea.
I shook my head trying to get the thought out of my head. Something was happening. I could feel it. I squinted into the thick sea of people and I saw a limping man. A small silver box poked out of his pocket and I knew exactly who he was. Inside the box was a key. A key to the house in front of us.
The new tenant had a sharp cane and a proud limp. Everyone in the whole of Sardine harbour knew that to have a limp was nothing to be proud of. You wouldn't be able to work and feed the harbour.This man clearly didn't know his Sardinian ways.
Part two
"Does the new tenant mow his lawn?" "I do hope so Barbara." "They better not get up at five in the morning to mow it though." "You are very right Mary." "I hope they'll give us fresh jam for our toast!" "Seriously Anna is that all you care about?!" I stared at the gossiping ladies wondering what rumours they were going to spread.
I glanced at the old house when I noticed tightly drawn blinds. When the man came out he was wearing old fishermen's clothes. I took a walk by the sea to clear my thoughts. I knew something was up, he was secretive and private. Too private. He hadn't spoken to any of our neighbours and he seemed to know his way around already.
Part 3
I snuck around the gate in my ragged clothes. I was exposed. Exposed to all the dangers. Calm down I said to myself. This is an ordinary town. With ordinary houses and a not so ordinary girl. With a spatter of freckles, a mop of brown hair and frost coloured eyes. She stared at me so I ran. I ran as fast as I could.
"Darling, can you tell me why the man was behaving ever so strangely?" "How would I know Barbara?" "I bet he has some bad business going with the kid." "Mary you are being so obnoxious." "He is just trying to befriend her." "A middle aged man befriending a girl like Adele!" "No way Anna."
I stared behind a prickly bush looking for the hunched figure. I saw a man with the same scar, the same gaunt face and hollow eyes. Except, he had no limp and no cane. That was strange. He was wearing beach clothes and thick sunglasses. Had I made a mistake and intercepted the wrong code?
Begonia Lavender 88 Astilbe Water Lily Send me Iris. Daffodil must Chrysanthemum.
This was definitely the right person. I quietly headed down the curving road lost in my thoughts. Behind me, I heard a rusty sharp screech. Turning around to hide behind the fence, I saw a thin blade of silver come out from under the man's jacket. A glimpse was enough.
A thin chuckle escaped from under his breath. I listened straining my ears and he said I shall get rid of that girl and no one will know my secret. Next full blood moon. In two weeks, I will have unimaginable power in my hands.
Now there was an expiry date on my life. What a great way to add stress to my already growing problems. I would save my community if I defeated him or lose everyone I loved to his wrath. I needed to find out more about this suspicious man.
Late at night, I crept out of my house guided by only the fingernail scratch of moonlight. Peeking through the window, I saw rows of weapons and detective gear. A shining crest glittered in the light. I couldn't trace the source of it, so I crept back to bed in the unearthly rising sun.
Later in the day, the alarm bell was rung. Multiple storms had been tracked right of the coast and a big tsunami was forcast.
"Listen up every one!" "We must build barriers to protect ourselves!" "We're going to fail nothing can save us now!" "We will die!!!" Despare resonated across the crowd. "We must be positive and stay strong!"
I frailed against the wave of people and I ran into my mysterious neighbour. We locked eyes and I wondered if he could save my neighbourhood. I grabbed his coat sleeve and dragged him to a corner. "Who are you?" I didn't need a single reply. I dropped a single yellow rose at his feet and spun on my heel. I didn't need answers to all his secrets but I believed he was not all rotten and he might have the power to manipulate the storm.
Two years later...
My new neighbour Waltor has been acting unusually for the past few weeks. He seems to have a case of the jitters like the police chasing him. My birthday is in two days and so far it seems the tsunami has no interest in coming back. I handed out invitations to my neighbourhood on a warm and clear sunny day spreading joy.
The day of my celebration...
Waltor gave me the heart stopping information at twelve noon. This is what he said to me. " I am your father."
The salty air stung my eyes and the sea breeze whipped my hair. People hurried along paveways, their black cloaks like birds desperate to go with the wind. The stagnant air of the museum was stifling and I greeted the fresh air with pleasure. Grey clouds blanketed the sky and a thin fog started to gather. The sea was alive with waves that tossed sea foam onto the sand.
I stared at the rickety houses and waved to our neighbours. Iris and Harold were frequent visitors of Addison's Hall of Quirks and Wonders. Iris would often bring us freshly baked goods and Harold would donate us interesting pieces of glass and shells he found at sea.
I shook my head trying to get the thought out of my head. Something was happening. I could feel it. I squinted into the thick sea of people and I saw a limping man. A small silver box poked out of his pocket and I knew exactly who he was. Inside the box was a key. A key to the house in front of us.
The new tenant had a sharp cane and a proud limp. Everyone in the whole of Sardine harbour knew that to have a limp was nothing to be proud of. You wouldn't be able to work and feed the harbour.This man clearly didn't know his Sardinian ways.
Part two
"Does the new tenant mow his lawn?" "I do hope so Barbara." "They better not get up at five in the morning to mow it though." "You are very right Mary." "I hope they'll give us fresh jam for our toast!" "Seriously Anna is that all you care about?!" I stared at the gossiping ladies wondering what rumours they were going to spread.
I glanced at the old house when I noticed tightly drawn blinds. When the man came out he was wearing old fishermen's clothes. I took a walk by the sea to clear my thoughts. I knew something was up, he was secretive and private. Too private. He hadn't spoken to any of our neighbours and he seemed to know his way around already.
Part 3
I snuck around the gate in my ragged clothes. I was exposed. Exposed to all the dangers. Calm down I said to myself. This is an ordinary town. With ordinary houses and a not so ordinary girl. With a spatter of freckles, a mop of brown hair and frost coloured eyes. She stared at me so I ran. I ran as fast as I could.
"Darling, can you tell me why the man was behaving ever so strangely?" "How would I know Barbara?" "I bet he has some bad business going with the kid." "Mary you are being so obnoxious." "He is just trying to befriend her." "A middle aged man befriending a girl like Adele!" "No way Anna."
I stared behind a prickly bush looking for the hunched figure. I saw a man with the same scar, the same gaunt face and hollow eyes. Except, he had no limp and no cane. That was strange. He was wearing beach clothes and thick sunglasses. Had I made a mistake and intercepted the wrong code?
Begonia Lavender 88 Astilbe Water Lily Send me Iris. Daffodil must Chrysanthemum.
This was definitely the right person. I quietly headed down the curving road lost in my thoughts. Behind me, I heard a rusty sharp screech. Turning around to hide behind the fence, I saw a thin blade of silver come out from under the man's jacket. A glimpse was enough.
A thin chuckle escaped from under his breath. I listened straining my ears and he said I shall get rid of that girl and no one will know my secret. Next full blood moon. In two weeks, I will have unimaginable power in my hands.
Now there was an expiry date on my life. What a great way to add stress to my already growing problems. I would save my community if I defeated him or lose everyone I loved to his wrath. I needed to find out more about this suspicious man.
Late at night, I crept out of my house guided by only the fingernail scratch of moonlight. Peeking through the window, I saw rows of weapons and detective gear. A shining crest glittered in the light. I couldn't trace the source of it, so I crept back to bed in the unearthly rising sun.
Later in the day, the alarm bell was rung. Multiple storms had been tracked right of the coast and a big tsunami was forcast.
"Listen up every one!" "We must build barriers to protect ourselves!" "We're going to fail nothing can save us now!" "We will die!!!" Despare resonated across the crowd. "We must be positive and stay strong!"
I frailed against the wave of people and I ran into my mysterious neighbour. We locked eyes and I wondered if he could save my neighbourhood. I grabbed his coat sleeve and dragged him to a corner. "Who are you?" I didn't need a single reply. I dropped a single yellow rose at his feet and spun on my heel. I didn't need answers to all his secrets but I believed he was not all rotten and he might have the power to manipulate the storm.
Two years later...
My new neighbour Waltor has been acting unusually for the past few weeks. He seems to have a case of the jitters like the police chasing him. My birthday is in two days and so far it seems the tsunami has no interest in coming back. I handed out invitations to my neighbourhood on a warm and clear sunny day spreading joy.
The day of my celebration...
Waltor gave me the heart stopping information at twelve noon. This is what he said to me. " I am your father."