This week in media class, PLC campers and Intermediates were given the opportunity to write posts for the camp blog! This is a fictional post by Sam, about the legend of the Zingettes.
By Sam
October 3rd, 1921
What I saw wasn’t
human. I saw a creature running around camp and nobody believes me! It’s a huge
lizard. Its spine is lined with spikes, it runs on four legs and glides as
gracefully as a black ribbon, fluttering through the woods.
I know for a fact that
it is real. It has to be.
October 4th, 1921
I need to give it a
name, something graceful, chilling and powerful.
Zingettes…
They are dangerous.
If you ever happen to
come across a zingette… Run!
Run until you can’t
breathe.
Don’t under any
circumstances let them catch you, especially if they are showing aggressive
behaviour.
They WILL catch you.
October 5th, 1921
I keep seeing
zingettes running around.
I have recently been
able to get close to one that was sleeping.
I ran my hand down its
cold, slick back and I froze. My chest tightened with every breath I took.
I thought this was the
end of me.
But it wasn’t.
I wouldn’t be writing
this entry if I wasn’t for a person who was strong and important. His voice was
powerful as he said “My name is Jeiegelovyew.” He saved me and I hope to see
him again.
October 16th, 1921
Today was a day to
celebrate! I am finally free from the nightmarish creatures known as zingettes.
They have been chased into the lake by Jeiegelovyew and his accomplices! I AM
FREE!
July 7th, 2016
Today, I woke up.