Nessy
Some people believe Nessy is true others don’t I’m one of those people.
Well it all starts when I was over the moon because I was going to Florida that day.
My Dad works with machinery underwater and he loves his job but he’s away most of the time. Anyway I had just finished school and I was running out of the big doors of Lakeview Primary to meet my Dad. I ran out and gave Dad a big bear hug and he lifted me off my feet and spun me round. I love my Dad.
I jumped in his red volvo and we drove to our town house. On the way there we chatted about what we were going to do in Florida. As we pulled up in front of our drive my smile turned into a frown, Dad’s work mates were here. Dad tried to compromise with them I could see but they wouldn’t take no for an answer he had to go away for a business trip. That meant no Florida!
While Dad was talking to his work mates I felt so upset that I ran out of the red volvo and up the steps to our town house as fast as my legs could carry me. I opened the front door and bounded upstairs. When I got to my bedroom I just lay on my bed and cried. Dad came up the stairs after me but I wouldn’t let him in I felt terrible, my first time going to Florida and now it was all ruined. Dad knocked on the door but I wouldn’t open it. So Dad talked through the door and said that we were going to a small town up North called Nessygan. And it was going to be even better than Florida and all the rides (Yeh right!) He also said that we were going that minute. I steadily opened the door and gave Dad a weak smile as I walked past him with my small leather suitcase.
At the airport an old William Wallace looking man picked us up he looked very funny and he took us there in his Trooper. As I was still in a mood with Dad, I sat in the back seat listening to my speakers not talking. Anytime Dad or the old gent asked me a question I just grunted.
When we got there it was quite beautiful actually with the Loch the colour of forget – me – not blue and the mountains. Back to the story, there was this rather stern Scottish man living right beside the Loch in a Hut that looked after all the boats in the dock and he told me the craziest myth you could make up (like I believed it!) The myth was that down deep in the Loch that there was an old water giant called the LochNess Monster and it was called Nessy. But the strangest thing was that the funny William Wallace man said that his cousin seriously saw this Monster and that he’d been a loony ever since. Weird!!
The William Wallace man who’s name by the way is William. Took us up this hill to a lovely big cottage. As we were walking up the gravely drive, out of the blue came this old woman from the Victorian times it looked like. My Dad secretly whispered to me, “Look it’s Nanny Mc Phee” That gave me the giggles. Her name was Mrs Whiteford. She was our housekeeper for the week. She ushered us into the cottage. Spick and span was my first impression, she even told us to wipe our feet. I walked up a big, great staircase and Mrs Whiteford showed me to my room. As I walked in my worst nightmare became my reality, it was a girls room. “Ahh!” I was screaming in my mind. “A girls room?” I thought. It had white lace curtains, a pink bed sheet, lots of toys (china dolls, prams, bunny rabbits and old fairy tales) I sat my suitcase down and went to get Dad who was downstairs talking to Nanny Mc Phee. He came up, looked around my pink room and to my utter astonishment he said it was alright! I jumped on my girly bed put my head phones on hoped that tomorrow would be a better day.
I woke up and walked downstairs I could smell the delicious smell of bacon and egg mmmm..... my favourite. When I got downstairs I didn't see Dad, "Ohh, I thought to myself," Dad would at least spend some time with me on holiday." Mrs Whiteford said that Dad had gone to the dock with the two men from yesterday to look for the important piece of machinery that got lost in the Loch. The two men who were transporting it amazingly survived from the accident. I ate my breakfast greedily and Mrs Whiteford handed me a packed lunch.
I decided to just wonder around the town as there was hardly anything there apart from a fishing shop, supermarket, clothes store, butchers, mender e.t.c. nothing much. Then I looked across the Loch and to my utter amazement I saw an old man with white short trousers, a dirty shirt, a tartan shawl, long dark messy hair and wooden flip flops and he carried in his hand a giant salmon on a spear! Suddenly he felt that someone was looking I could tell, and turned round and looked at me in the eye with a piercing stare. Uhhh it gave me the shivers. I looked at where he was standing it was very steep cliffs I thought to myself, possibly no one would ever be allowed over there. I thought to myself "hey I could could go over there, yeh I’ll be brave." so I plucked up my courage and started cycling my rigedy bike up to the cliff.
I was a very steep cliff indeed and it had a sign saying WARNING STEEP CLIFF. That made me think "What about if something drastic happened and I never came back! No nothing like that would ever happen!" I obviously couldn't ride my bike up that big monster of a cliff so I lay it beside an old oak tree and started to make my way up.
It took around 15 minutes when I heard a peculiar noise, it was a sharp piercing bark. I started to look around then out of the blue came a dog scuttling towards me. It was a terrier and it was barking like crazy and behind it came a little girl let's say my age. She was wearing a pink sparkly top with a pink gypsy skirt and a knitted shall. Her hair was neatly tied in plaits and she was wearing sandals. "Hiya my name's Elizabeth, what are you doing here? " she shouted in a care - free attitude.
“The question is, what are you doing here?" I said stubbornly as Elizabeth carefully walked towards me.
“Answer my question first," Elizabeth said starting to get fed up.
"Well I saw this crazy, looking man up here, so I thought I’d follow him," I said sounding daft.
"Well for your information that crazy looking man is my Dad's cousin but I call him Uncle, anyway leave him alone," said Elizabeth defensivley.
"Ok ok, anyway have you heard the myth about the LochNess monster?" I asked eagerly.
I couldn't believe that I was talking to a complete stranger I’d met up a dangerous cliff.
"The myth is very true my Uncle has actually seen this big monster and I know where to find it,” Elizabeth whispered while her dog ran round her heels barking mad.
Me, Elizabeth and her dog which I still didn't know it's name walked for about 8 minutes when Elizabeth came to a halt. Down at her small feet was a hole in the ground which absolutely reeked of salmon. "This is it I think, come on lets go down," exclaimed Elizabeth in her Scottish accent twirling her gypsy skirt.
She gently lowered her self into the hole and with a blink of eye she was gone. I took a deep breath and did the same. Next minute I was whizzing down the hole with seaweed, salmon and who knows what? Finally there was a bump and I landed on my dirty bum on the sand.
"WOW!” Elizabeth slowly said. We were standing on a bed of sand rocks sticking out with water at each side of us. It looked like it was some sort of magical cave. I took a step closer to where Elizabeth was standing. Then I had the most fantastic idea ever Mrs Whiteford had packed me salmon sandwiches for my lunch! I unwrapped the foil and took out a sandwich. Elizabeth smiled at me sweetly and nodded her head. I threw the sandwich into the water and held my breath. My heart missed a beat there were ripples in the water getting bigger and bigger. Something was coming good or bad. I stepped back watching the crystal clear water intently. WHOOSH a giant towering monster appeared out of the water and grabbed the sandwich. "AHHHH!" we screamed.
"Mowa," a great thundering noise filled the cave and bounced of the walls. I was panting I could feel myself couring into the wall. Then with utter amazement the monster came near the island we were standing on. I looked at it curiously this was something to take a picture off.
The monster who we guessed straight away was Nessy had big flabby wrinkly cheeks. It had lots of wrinkles on it's face, gentle brown eyes, a snout like an ant eaters, a long neck twice the size as a giraffes, it had four humps on it's back like a camel and huge feet like an elephants. It was gigantic twice the size of a five bedroomed house and it's skin was a beautiful shade of perriwinkle blue.
I stood dumbstruck on the spot this was way better than any Florida! I thought to myself "this isn't too bad I can do this." I started taking teenie weenie steps towards Nessy. She didn't seem to be bothered then I slowly reached out my hand and touched it's lovely skin. It felt amazing smooth and wet. Elizabeth soon joined me after her shock. This was the best day ever. We said goodbye to Nessy and as we walked back my hand the only memory i tripped over one of the big rocks."Ouch!"i shouted.
"Are you ok?"said Elizabeth rushing over.
I didn't answer i just sat there with a cheesy grin on my face. These were no rocks these were Nessy's eggs. There were about a dozen sitting there all black with blue speckles. This was the start of a new generation.
Elizabeth helped me up and we climbed back up the hole (with much difficulty). I could see light right infront of me. I poked my head up the hole and got the fright of my life, it was the crazy looking guy with the spear looking right down at me with a frown on his face uhh ohh I was for it.
Elizabeth clambered up right after me and we stood face to face with her Uncle. Then her Uncle made an outburst and shouted," Long live Nessy now squirts don't you two ever say anything to anybody got that."
"Yes," we chorused grinning from ear to ear. It was just our little secret.
THE END
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