Sunday, October 4, 2015


Jacob Kendall, Age 9

IT WAS 1487 in the small village of Bridgetown. It was just like it was a year ago in the leafy, green, damp forest. It was dark and gloomy.

Suddenly, something went “SWOOSH!” It was Tom, a loving red-headed eleven year old boy, busting through the brush. He was finally able to go to the old bridge that crackled loudly when you walked on it. No child under ten was allowed on the bridge. As he walked up to the bridge, he spotted a sign on a tree that said “Beware of Troll.”

“Master Tom!” shouted somebody behind him. Tom turned around quickly.  It was his maid, Suzy. “The mistress wants you home now for supper.” 

“Can I grab a rock?” Tom asked Suzy. 

 “Yes, Master Tom.”

 He picked up the nearest rock. When he got home, he put the rock on his small table of rocks, ate supper, and then went to bed.

The next day at noon, Suzy started to dust, for extra coins from Mr. and Mrs. Handball, for her pay. The family had a pet mouse name Kim and a pet cat named Gilbert, so there was always lots of dust and hair. As she was dusting the stone, some smoke came out and Suzy fainted. The smoke went throughout the house and Tom and Suzy went into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Kim whacked Tom in the arm until he woke up from his deep sleep, and Gilbert pounced on Suzy until she woke up from her deep sleep. Suzy told Tom what happened; Tom was not mad, he blamed himself for bringing the rock home.

When they both went downstairs there were two statues in Tom’s parents’ place. Both Tom and Suzy screamed very loud. They both went outside and what they saw was incredible. The whole town was full of statues. They both ran like the speed of wind around the whole town. Everywhere they looked all they saw were statues. It was very creepy.

Tom knew what he had to do. He had to find Miss Kiwi. Miss Kiwi was a very knowledgeable elder who lived in the middle of the Dark Forest. So Tom and Suzy talked it over and decided to go find her. They packed bread, water, warm blankets, and a few coins. They packed light, but packed enough for a few days' trek. It was going to be very difficult to find her house in the damp, dark, scary woods, especially for Tom since he had never been in that part of the woods.  Suzy picked berries in it every other day. She knew the area well, but she had never seen Miss Kiwi’s house.

They walked to the edge of town and over the bridge. It creaked as they walked over it, and they heard whispers, but that was all. They walked for miles through thick brush and wet marshes. The trees were tall and willowy, and they creaked and cracked as the cold wind blew. It was getting dark and they had to make camp soon. All the while they walked they could feel eyes on them. It was as if there were shadows with eyes everywhere. They came to a clearing and set up camp. They had gathered just enough firewood for the night before the sun went down and it got completely dark. A fire was made and they ate bread with jam and drank tea while they spoke of their journey. After a while they decided they would take turns on watch. They hoped that whatever was watching them would not attack.

The next morning was warm and sunny. The sunlight’s rays swept through the forest floor. Tom had tea waiting for Suzy when she woke up. She washed up in the nearby creek. As she was bent over looking into the stream she caught a reflection in it that made her scream. On the other side of the creek was Miss Kiwi’s house. Tom ran over to see what the matter was. Suzy pointed at the house.

They ran up to the house and knocked loudly on the wooden door. Miss Kiwi answered. She was an older woman with glasses and long white hair. She was holding her cat, Sphere. Miss Kiwi was very rich, but very lonely. She invited Tom and Suzy inside for something to eat. They toasted their bread and sat at the table for some breakfast. Miss Kiwi has fresh eggs, homemade pancakes and fresh milk from her goat. It was as if she was expecting them. Suzy minded her manners but Tom ate very fast until Miss Kiwi told him, “Dear, you are going to choke if you don’t chew.” 

After breakfast they told Miss Kiwi what happened back in town. Miss Kiwi gave her Monster Book to them right away. Suzy looked up “Trolls.” It said, “Trolls are the nastiest of monsters. They have the power to curse people or small towns.  The only way to get rid of them is to…” the rest of the page was ripped out of the book. Suzy looked at Tom, and they both looked at Miss Kiwi. What were they going to do? They spoke for a while longer and Miss Kiwi advised them to leave before it got too late; crossing the bridge in the dark would be dangerous.

A few minutes later Suzy and Tom left. They did not notice that sphere was following them. It was easy going back because everything looked familiar.  When they got to the bridge they heard the troll’s scratchy voice. It was chanting, “The curse cannot be broken for I am evil,” over and over again. Tom tried to sneak up on it when Sphere meowed really loud. The troll heard it and spotted them. It started running after them. The cat ran up a tree. The troll was very hungry so he decided he was going to eat the cat. The troll started climbing the tree. At that moment, Tom saw a shiny stone fall from Sphere's mouth. He picked it up off the ground and threw it at the troll. The stone started sucking up the troll. The troll started screaming and then it started melting. Then there was a puff of smoke and then nothing. Sphere looked at them and winked, then turned around and headed home.

Suzy and Tom were amazed at what just happened. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Sphere had saved them! By the time they got home everything had returned back to normal and people were running around wondering what had happened. Suzy and Tom were relieved to find that everyone was back to normal.  When they got home Tom’s parents were sitting at the table. They did not know what happened, but they were certain that something extraordinary had occurred.

Tom and Suzy just smiled. That evening they went to bed early because they were so tired from their long journey.