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| Night time fun. | |
| By ellyb39 | ||||||
| 30 October 2006 | ||||||
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This is the very first attempt at a childrens story, had it in mind for a while! I will be interested to know what you think about it, and if the language is appropriate. No matter how hard you try to stay awake, or call, or concentrate, it is very unlikely that you or I will ever see the secret family that lives in our town. When deepest darkest night shrouds the countryside and the lights in the main street seem watery and indistinct this family goes for a stroll. While you and I may look for butterflies, or birds as we walk, this family point out moths, glow worms and owls. They understand the call of the night creatures, stuttering badgers, slinking foxes, for they too live in the night. ‘Hey Dad, look at this one!’ Finn was staring at a very large spider’s web, lit up by the bright moonlight. Dad leant down and held the glow worm in his hand closer, so that he could see. ‘Jolly good one too. Son. Well done.’ Finn felt a special happiness inside when his dad complimented him. He loved the walks through the countryside with his mum and dad. He knew that they were unusual, but he just wanted to have fun. One of the reasons the family were different was just being demonstrated by Finn. He hovered up into a tree to look at the baby owls in the nest. They did not mind him, he was generally a quiet boy, soft and gentle, fluttering quietly alongside the top of the tree. His Dad whistled to him and he returned to earth, his wings retracting into his back. He leaned against his dad; he was warm and solid, and very tall. Finn’s dad was being called by his Mum. ‘Stilter, Stilter, I hear something...’ ‘Oh no, not again, just when we were beginning to enjoy ourselves...’ The reason for Stilters’ nickname was very clear when you saw him outlined by the moonlight. He was The man on Stilts; he could reach halfway up a tree, look in first floor windows and put Christmas lights up on eaves without a ladder. He was gazing at his wife now with a very puzzled look. ‘Come now Dora, are you sure’ Putting her hands on her hips Dora was very definite so Stilter lifted his enormous stilts and off they went. They were heading towards town. Dora had a gift of fantastic hearing. She could always hear when people, especially children, were in trouble. She was a kind caring person and loved her own son very much. She could not bear to think of anyone else suffering. What she did not know was what had happened earlier on that day in Hamilton Avenue the other side of town. But I am going to tell you and let you find out why she had heard that sad cry: ******************************************************************* . It had started this afternoon when Jo had been arguing with his mum. Jo and his mum and dad lived in Hamilton Avenue, quite close to the centre of town, just over a big bridge and up the main street. This lunchtime Jo and his mum had been sitting eating a pizza and watching TV when Jo asked if she would take him into town. ‘Now, Jo you know I’ve got loads to do this afternoon with your grandma coming!’ ‘But mum. It’s the holidays’ ‘I am not arguing about this Jo, just do as you are told!’ His mum looked really cross and harassed so Jo marched out of the room in a big temper. In his bedroom he kicked the bed and felt hard done by. It didn’t take him long to hatch a plan. Leaving his TV running with the volume up, he tipped up the box by his bed. He had been saving for a week or two to buy a new figure for his action set. He looked at the money in his palm, yes, he definitely had enough. Jo put on his jacket, trainers and pulled his baseball hat over his eyes to avoid the neighbours recognising him and telling his mum. He was so caught up in the excitement he never gave anyone else a thought. By the time Jo had organised himself and left the house it was late afternoon, the autumn light was disappearing from the sky as he headed up over the bridge and into town. He knew the way well enough and was soon in a state of toy induced heaven looking at all the things he knew he had to have someday. He sat down under the back of the counter and picked a book off the shelf. He was enjoying the warmth of the shop and his jacket fell open. His head fell back and soon he was fast asleep. So tired was he from his walk into town he never noticed the lights going down, the announcements on the pa system for ‘shoppers to go to the tills’ or even the staff calling out friendly goodbyes as they dashed off home. Not even the security man noticed him as he locked up the shop and went out into the main street. When Jo woke up he was very confused. Where was he, where was his Star Wars light and his remote for the TV? He coughed, looked around him in the gloom and realised he was still in the shop. Filled with horror he called out for somebody to hear him, but there was no answer. The big dolls and models looked scary in the dark and Jo started to snivel. He was very frightened, too frightened to even move and huddled down to make himself smaller. What must his mum think? What would his dad say? The man who owned the shop might think he was robbing it! The police would come, his mind was running overtime. His sobs grew and he sat there in the half dark clutching his legs and wishing he was anywhere but there. So it was that The man on Stilts, The Boy who could Fly, and The Woman who could Disappear under a door or into a drain, were hurrying towards the town. The shadows of the buildings made the street seem sinister and unfriendly and only the lights shining from the shop windows were warm. Dora pulled Stilters trouser leg. ‘ I am sure it is close to here.’ she whispered. Nobody was about, not even a car, which was just how Stilter liked it. He knew that his exceptional family would not be safe if they were to be discovered, but he also knew his wife would not rest until the person in trouble was rescued. They cautiously crept up to the tall building. The upstairs was in darkness and Stilter quietly crept up making sure to keep his long thin legs next to the drainpipe. Unless you looked up you would not have noticed him. He peered through the window. He could see the small boy crying with his eyes tightly closed. His heart went out to him. He looked so alone in the big store with just a dim light percolating around the shop. Quickly he told Dora and Finn where the boy was. Finn was soon up above the building searching the streets. He soon saw what he was looking for and swooped down into a quiet alleyway. Meanwhile Dora was next to the main door of the shop. Turning to make sure no night time straggler was watching she took a deep breath and Spiker saw her body flatten and disappear like a puddle of rainwater after the sun. The last thing he saw was her feet pulling out of her shoes which she left on the doorstep. As soon as Dora got inside she popped back into her usual shape and hurried up the steps. There was Joe, eyes still shut tight. ‘Hello,’ she whispered 'Don’t be afraid, we have called the police to help you get home’ He opened his eyes and looked at her, Dora had such a kind face. But Mum had said to never talk to strangers. He did not know what to do. ‘’What you must do is go down to the front door, here take this, and shine it through the door when you see the policeman’ With one last smile she thrust a small silver torch at Joe and seemed to him to disappear. He gently made his way downstairs down the big empty staircase, the models at the side seemed to mock him, he was still very frightened but a bit more hopeful since he had spoken to the lady. The torch was bright and helped him to stay cheerful. A few streets away Finn came out of the alley towards the policeman. ‘Excuse me sir, somebody is locked in the Peacocks department store’ ‘You’re out late, Son, are you sure; this isn’t just a story is it? ‘ ‘No really, my mum heard him crying’ the policeman was an older man with grandchildren of his own, and the earnest face of the teenager must have convinced him because he was soon following Finn down the road. ‘So where is your mum?’ ‘Oh not far, she’s just gone under the... I mean up to the door.’ Finn quickly corrected himself. The policeman walked so slowly Finn was dancing by his side and the policeman never noticed that Finn was rising up each time he jumped. When they reached the department store Dora was standing outside looking just like a normal mum. Her long blond hair was neat and tidy and her smart skirt just slightly ruffled, Finn looked down and saw that she had her shoes on the wrong feet. He smiled to himself, he loved his mum and dad! From inside the store the policeman saw the small tremulous light shining through, he waved at the child and from that moment it was all action. Finn and his mum stood back as the fire brigade and an ambulance arrived. They were watching from the darkness opposite when a car screeched up and a man holding a big bunch of keys appeared. And they wiped a tear away from their eyes when a mum and dad came running up the road and as the little boy ran out of the shop they were there to smother him with kisses and hugs. ‘I’m so sorry mum. I was so stupid, but she saved me the nice lady’ His mum looked confused, ‘There is no lady, Jo. A teenager saw you and told the policeman, why where is he?’ But Finn, Stilter and Dora were long gone, returning home before the dawn. Stilter jumped in the air with joy and clacked his stilts together, Dora slithered down the drain and flew up out of the one opposite and Finn buzzed around their heads laughing and whooping. They were tired but happy. Soon they would be home ready for dinner and bed. When you are eating your cornflakes and just waking up Finn, Stilter and Dora will be tucking into a big meal in their strange house in the wood. While you watch breakfast TV and wait for the school bus they will be in their beds which are on platforms around the room. The biggest bed for Stilter and Dora and a tiny platform right near the roof for Finn. Their house is octagonal with a cherry pie roof where clouds linger underneath the green moss ceiling. You will never find that house, in fact you will never even see it. And now, when the sun is shining down outside, Finn, Stilter and Dora are fast asleep.
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