This is my story. Even if you don’t believe me, it’s all true. This is a secret, only my serious brother, Marcus, and my sister, Clara, who takes everything lightly, even a murder. But back to the story. Me, and my siblings…and my cousins, Rokia, Genina, and Veronica, all live in Winnipeg, Manitoba. And in Winnipeg, the weather is at most -9.3°C in winter. So every X-MAS, break we all go south to the USA for camping in Coconino Forest. But if there is one thing that we learned from vacation, always avoid crossing Densely populated cities, there are really noisy. In Coconino National Forest, we are never allowed to go past the river as there are creatures, creatures that will rip you up in 5 seconds. Well, one time, my curiosity got the better of me, and I asked everyone to come to the other side of the river none of them listened; that is, my three cousins didn’t listen to me. Marcus and Clara wanted to come, so just the three of us.
We three kicked off on our adventure journey; surprisingly, there are Most Dangerous Forest signs with weird creature names everywhere. By watching these names, Marcus started worrying that we would be picked up and eaten by a Monster called Wallaw Sakndak; he read about him online. Marcus looked like he was going to pee in his pants, and he did just that.
On the other hand, Clara was not so scared; she yelled loudly and didn’t hold anybody’s hand.
But 5 seconds later, she ended up regretting it something was moving in the bushes, and we ran into the jaguar habitat. My instincts kicked in, and we started running away. Then I saw a creepy entryway and screamed, “Everyone shall we open the door.” As usual, Marcus was scared, but Clara was enthusiastic about the idea, and we opened it. Marcus didn’t want to come with us, but we pulled him. The moment we opened the door, there was a tunnel. But you know it is very dark and creepy; Clara suggested using a cellphone torchlight to flick through the tunnel; believe me, it was so scary. To see all the skeletons, bats, and spider webs everywhere around the tunnel, we somehow managed to move along the path, leading us to a tropical island. Anyway, we walked on the beautiful coastline and then saw a village. We had to walk past a relatively peaceful town and saw many people chattering nearby.
They all talked about a monster who threw rocks on them every week. Then it happened again the demon threw rocks on them. I recorded the whole thing while running away from the bouldering rock. The trembling rock slowly stopped. We all believed there was a monster on the island at the very moment.
So we started asking questions about why is this happening, and then the native tribes of the island narrated that “Every 15 days before the full moon we are hearing very loud weird noises and the immediate next day some trembling rocks are falling on the island. Nobody till now dared to cross this mountain to see what it was. Few people tried, but they never returned.”
After hearing the story, we used our technology like a compass, GPS…and tried to overpass the mountain to check what it was.
And we succeeded in trekking the mountain, and shockingly we figured out it was a Government-Owned Energy plant where the general public is not allowed. We went to speak with the security manager to check what was going on. He was very friendly with us and explained that everything was classified and couldn’t be revealed to the public. But coming to this fallen rock, the security general said Rotten Bananas Butte mountain range has a land sliding every 15 days. And about the village people who never returned, “we thought they were Mexican Drug lords and were sent to JAIL. ”
I tried to convey that there is a whole village in between the mountains, and they are tribal people, not illegal immigrants. After hearing this, security assured me that the tribal people would be released after thorough checking.
This information from the security solved the island’s mystery, and we went back and explained all the information clearly to the native tribes. They got relief after hearing it, and out of happiness, they all made a thanksgiving gesture to us and said goodbye. We followed the same route back to our camping site. We had a perfect adventure experience, meeting innocent native tribes, enjoying the coastal island beauty, finding out the mystery of weird sounds and imagining there is a monster, finally figuring that it is an Energy plant, and meeting the security gave a few goosebumps but finally had a very memorable experience.
Srikar Chitta 5B CAIE
