Creative Writing

Sometimes at dusk, we could see him come out from the hidden interiors of his island. For years, we had no idea who he was until a few months ago. My best friend, Lucy, and I were walking home from school together. We had science project to work on. As we were walking home, we turned the corner and BAM! I ran right into him. It was the strange man who lived right of the coast of our hometown. Everyone in town had seen him a some point, but no one had actually seen him in the town. He always seemed so creepy, but when I saw him face to face, everything seemed different. He was a man with eyes that have seen a lot. He grabbed me and ducked behind some old dumpsters. “Who are you and what do you want from me?” I shouted. “Now isn’t the time for questions. Just come with me and everything will be explained.” he whispered.

Naturally, I couldn’t turn down an adventure. I agreed to go, but first I reunited with Lucy and told her our project would have to wait. She seemed very confused, but agreed on meeting up another time. I found the strange man. He took me to and old wooden row boat. I guess we were going to his island. Because row boats aren’t the fastest ships out there, it took us a while. As he was rowing, I realized that he was not an old, as a matter of fact he was a young man. My guess was that he was in his early twenties, just around my age. I tried to make small talk with him, but only got a few shrugs or grunts from him. Finally, we made it to the island. He led me to a small cottage buried deep in the middle of the island. I was tempted to ask what he wanted from me, but I figured I just need to be patient. He sat down and finally began to speak.

“You are one of my favorite inventors of all time” he began. “Hold up right there,” I said half laughing, “You must have the wrong person, because I haven’t invented anything.” “Not yet you haven’t, but you will. And I know how it ends, and I would like to change it.” “How what ends?” I asked nervously. He scratched his head while trying to look for words, and then I knew he meant how end. So many questions filled my head like how does he now how my life ends. “I know this doesn’t make a lot a sense and you might not believe me, but I need you to try.” he said. “You and your friend are working on a science project correct?” he asked. “Um yeah…” I stammered. “Okay, and you want to design a machine that will give you instructions how to cook anything. Correct?” “Well, it was a thought,” I said, “I guess it sounds kind of stupid when I think about it now.” “Well others won’t think so. It will lead to you towards creating many more inventions. Doesn’t sound bad at all, right? Well it is going to lead to inventions that you make to help advance society. Then, these inventions will be misused, and well, its not going to be good for you… or humanity in general. I know that I sound ridiculous, but I need you to believe me and not ask any other questions.” he nervously explained. “This is stupid!” I said. “I don’t know how to believe you, but I feel like I have to. If I don’t make the cooking machine thingy, then all of humanity will be saved?” I asked “Well, um, just don’t do it” he stammered. I could tell he was absolutely serious. I agreed not to make it and not to tell anyone about what happened. He was relieved and offered took me back to the mainland.

As I hopped off the boat, I turned and asked “Can I at least know your name?” He grinned and said “That’s for you to find out later on in life.”

Now is the day of the science fair. Lucy and I went with her idea of resistant fabric. I wasn’t easy, but we did it, and even won the science fair! As I left the building busy in my thoughts, I ran right into someone. It was him, the mystery man I ran into weeks before. “Good job kid,” he said happily, “Want to go help me save one of our presidents?” Of course I agreed, because I had so much to learn about this. Like how he knew my future, what his name even was, and where did he come from. So, off we went, knowing this was only the beginning of a new adventure.

2 thoughts on “Creative Writing

  1. Great job Faith! I thought that your story was a really interesting and creative idea! I especially liked the part when you said “He was a man with eyes that have seen a lot.” That quote tied into the rest of the story really well since the man can see into the future. I also really liked the ending to your blog because it makes the reader want to hear about the next adventure. Overall, really nice job!

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