The Time Traveller.
The Time Traveller. No one knows where he’s been or
where he’s going.
People say if you hear his whistle you know something
bad is
going to happen.
The story starts in a forest. A family camping. Lucy,
the older girl, was
wearing headphones. Boy, she hated the outdoors but
loves rock music.
Her brother, on the other hand, is a nature boy.
One night they were around the campfire telling scary storeys.
“I got a scary story.” their dad said with a smile.
“Once in this very forest, a time traveller came.
Hearing his whistle, a girl named Cary warned every camper.
Unfortunately, no one ever listens to her. But one day, it backfired.
Something bad happen. This stuff got stuck in their ears.
They were all singing the La La song.
Now everyone, including Cary, is still haunted till this day.
And that was 15 years ago. The end.” Their dad said, cheerfully.
“Okay, time to go to bed.” Their mother said, trying to
get that story out of
their heads.
Later that night, Lucy’s brother, Jackson heard strange noises.
Almost like whistling. He got up to find a person with a
paper mache mask.
The person asks Jackson to come with him but he was
only talking to him
using his hands.
He followed him. Soon it was daylight.
“What did you do to make it the day?” Jackson
asked the strange person.
He seemed to ignore the question. Jackson soon saw a little
girl about
four years old running. “Mummy!” the little girl said.
Jackson's eyes
followed the little girl. There was a campervan and
tables and chairs.
The time traveller had left when Jackson looked back to find the
time traveller. He looked around but there was no sign of him.
“Um excuse me. I’m a great camper but I have lost my home.
Can you help me?” Jackson asked. A lady turned around.
She turned around. “Oh hello. Are you lost? We can help you.”
The lady said.
Jackson couldn’t help but notice she looked like his mum.
“Um yes, thanks. I would like that. What’s that little girls name if
I ask.”
Jackson said politely. “This is little Lucy. She’s going to be a big
sister
to a boy. We’re thinking of naming him, Jackson.” The lady said.
“What’s your name?” Jackson asked. “My name is Laura.
Laura Campbell.”
the lady replied. Jackson was shocked. That was his
last name.
“M my name is J Jackson Campbell.” He studdered.
He ran into the forest to try and find The Time Traveller.