Thursday, 20 August 2015

I DID KNOCK FIRST/ Monster narrative



I DID KNOCK FIRST/ MONSTER
It’s a cold dark night. Spooky, creepy and ghostly. My feet sink under the lake’s murky depths. My green scales flick and shiver as it embraces the water’s freezing temperature. My charmeleon scales on my soul case blend with the icy dark water. My body slowly transforms into an centipede sea monster and gasp for air with my scaley, fishy nose under the frozen lake and drift through the water. I observe the nature around me, looking for something to do.

I catch movement in the center of the lake.  It looks like one of those human girls.  I slowly slither my way toward her.  Perched in the centre of a worn out wooden boat, I watch as she carelessly dumps her cigarette into my lake  “Oh no she didn’t!” Body tensing, I start grinding my teeth.  “Who the hell does she think she is?”  What does she think she's doing...polluting my lake...disturbing my home. I’ll make her pay.

Diving under, I slowly ascend toward the hull of the boat.  Stopping within an inch of it, I knock two times. I can see human girl peer over and inspect each side of the boat. She’s peering right at me.  My charmeleon scales hide me from her ugly eyes.  Man humans are hideous!

Human girl sits back and disappears into the boat again. Is she ignoring me? “Oh hell no!”  I knock even louder, banging my scales into the boat.  She bounces up, almost falling into the water.  I can see that she’s scared.  Her body starts shaking and shivering.  “Hello?  Who’s there?” I hear her whisper. It’s hard to tell if she is scared or cold.

She jumps up with her paddle in her hand. She leans over to look at me again but with my dark scaly body I’m hidden from her sight.

She tips her finger into the water - she must be dumb.  Just as fast though, her finger pops back up. She clutches the side of the boat this time.  Yup she’s afraid. Waiting a bit so she could settle, I knock again.  This time louder. Human girl grabs her paddles. “Screw this, I’m out of here” she exclaims.

It’s funny how the human girl frantically tries to paddle toward the shore.  Little does she know I’m gripping the edges of the boat with my arms.  She tries her hardest to get away, but I keep her there until she's exhausted. I can hear her crying and sobbing.  Twenty minutes pass and she’s finally calm.

I slowly descend back into the waters depths.  Coiling my body to spring, I race toward the surface, smashing the boat into pieces. Wrapping my body around her I drag her to my lair at the bottom of the lake.
Later, I find her journal floating on top of the water.  I turn to the last page. I leave a little message for any other revolting humans who want to leave rubbish in my lake….I DID KNOCK FIRST .  

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