Swamp Boy

And the Granny from the Grave

Ok here's the story of the biggest change I have ever gone through. My story starts at my grandma’s house she’s a bit creepy and needs some help looking after herself so me and my family go there every Saturday and Sunday oh by the way my name is Jackson Mcoy but people call me Jack I’m 12 years old have short brown hair I have a dog named buster he’s a big Border Collie, black all over except under his belly and on the tip of his tail he has three white hairs my 16 year brother max has long black hair that comes down to his shoulders and hates getting called a girl because of his long hair last year I gave him a birthday card and at the bottom it had you girl and he vowed he would get me back and he did he tied me down that night when I was asleep and taped me just under the throat with his knuckles my mum has long blond hair and beautiful green eyes and my dad is bald and he reckons he trims it but we all know it fell out years ago  we all live in Miami my grandma’s house is in a dead end away from all the other houses it’s three story’s high and lives near a grave yard my best friend Sophie thinks it’s haunted I said just because it’s old looks really creepy and has a lot of vines as well as freaky dead trees and lives on the edge of a grave doesn't mean it’s haunted

 

Graveyard doesn't mean it’s haunted our last visit to our old granny’s place she kept mumbling under her breath things like: take over world. And: raise the dead. That sort of stuff and she had a glint in her eyes like a evil glint I told mum and dad straight away and they just said” “she’s just lonely.”

 

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“the next day I went to school and met  Sophie.” “She wore a blue Spiderman T-shirt with red magna board shorts.”

 “She loves super heroes like Spiderman but Spiderman is her favorite she has Spiderman and superman pictures all over her room.

“Hay” said Sophie

“ You coming tonight.” Sophie shouted

“Coming where.”

“To the movies remember.”

“Oh yeah I’ll be there.”

“Is Alex and Paul going to be their still?”

“Yeah.”

“Sophie said. The first bell rang.

“Come on we better get going where already late.

“ Sophie said. “That morning miss chicken told us to right a thousand word essay before next Monday plus five double sided math sheets”

 

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“It’s the next weekend and I still haven’t started my thousand word essay!” “we’re at  my grandma’s house again and we had to take buster becausebecause  we were just going into the house from getting pizza when mum

 

Screamed and it made dad throw the pizza and it landed square on top of max.'s head I laughed my head off so it turned out it was just a mouse and mum hates rats mice and anything that’s small and furry so she made us ring pest control and poison the mouse and we had to take buster to our grandma’s.” “At about 8:30 I noticed I couldn’t find buster anywhere I searched every room in the house bedroom attic basement ,basement I didn’t search the basement I quickly raced down the basement stairs tripped and fell I landed hard on all for’s and cried out it felt like I broke my arm but the pain eventually slowed to a low throb but still hurt a lot I continued my search for buster  I looked in every crevice and crack and found nothing and then something caught my eye something that shouldn’t be their a flaming torch in a dark corner  that I must have missed.” “I went to have a look at it I wanted to take it home because it looked so cool I pushed I pulled and as soon as I pushed it down the basement floor made a click and before I new it I was roaring down, down under ground  and then their was this big crash and my knees buckled and hit me in the chest hard and winded me.” “I don’t know how long I lay their winded eventually I got up arm throbbing harder but I  couldn’t go back now he had to explore this place he just had to I took a peek through the key hole and gasped what I thought I would see it wasn’t this two old musty looking granny’s were standing their stirring , stirring a uh            

 

Huge bubbling cauldron with some sort of green liquid in it.” ”To the right was a huge 6 story high full of different coloured jars with things like alligator tail and mashed up frogs liver and all that sort of gross stuff.” “I inched in further and stumbled I fell right into the shelves and knocked them over all of the jars fell on top of me and shattered.” “I quickly jumped up and stole a glance behind me and sore a stand and on the stand was a ancient looking book.” “It looked older than the granny’s and trust me they look 5000 years old.” That has to tell me   what's  going on here. I thought. But it only caused bigger problems for me. And a whole load of terror. Then I sprinted like a fired bullet to the secret elevator and zoomed to the basement. “Weird.” Jack muttered. “Really weird.”

 

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That night he went to bed at7: 30. And the next day when he awoke up and went to get dressed but sore something strange, different, and then he sore it he had really, really tough muscles that couldn’t be he’s and he had a big six pack for a kid. That morning he took buster for his morning walk and for some reason when he walked past the swamp at the edge of town he could hear and know what they were saying. “Creepy” he said. And just at that moment a big bully called Connor Starkes but known as bulldozer because when he runs into you it is like a bulldozer. And all of a sudden there was a tremendous slam and before I could stop myself I fell into the swamp. The water was murky and dark. Gushes of foul smelling water gushed into my mouth. The water was disgusting. But I soon became accustom to it and it started to feel nice against my hard shell and mouth and then realized with a scary thought that I-I didn’t have a hard shell or a hideous gaping mouth. After a moment of just sitting on the bottom of the swamp I swam up to the surface and climbed out. Connor was roaring with laughter when I got up he was yelling a stupid chant “got you, got you in the mud now you’re going to be a slug.” “Got you, got y”…he trailed, off because instead off laughter now his eye’s had bulged and his face turned into a mask of horror. And all of a sudden he ran off screaming,” help me.” “Oh please help me”    

When he is out of sight Jack thinks what’s that all about then he looks down and see that’s he hasn’t got hands, but claw like a crawtchy.

Big one to and that you wish to be a crawtchie had me true the next day.

He was still puzzling over how he turned into a crawtchie, cause as soon as he wanted to be a kid again, the hot tingling started and he turned back into a kid.

The next day he went to his granny’s house. When no one was looking he snuck down to the basement and pushed down the flaming torch and went down below ground level.

And zoomed, he opened the door a crack and there were four grannies now and they were stirring that pot but it was orange this time and the shelf had been replaced and some of the jars were replaced and then he sawn it a big black book, some of the answers have to be there he snuck in and it would have all gone great but one of the grannies turned around and saw him and that was when he realized that they all looked the same. They had no eyes and were see through.

She screeched intruder, intruder get him. He so wished that he was a swamp monster right now and at that moment the tingling started for a third. And when he looked at his hands they weren’t hand they were monster hands and he felt that his face wasn’t a face it was a swamp monster face. The grannies were getting closer, one grabbed him ad threw him across the room and he hit the wall, they had tremendous strength.

He got up and ran at one and side tackled her into the wall. She exploded into a million pieces with a deafening scream. He other three came at him. One punched him in the face.

 

The other two tackled him to the gowned. He stood up quickly and threw the two grannies into each other. Two deafening screams filled Th air. The last granny he threw into the orange liquid of the bubbling cauldron with a fourth deafening scream.

You walk over to the black book and then feels the tingling he is a kid again arson. Then out of nowhere jumps t he granny her threw into the cauldron and smacks him hard in the gut.

He is winded then he punched her in the face and she exploded into a million pieces.

Puffing and panting he walked over to the black book and opens it. It was lots of what looks like potion ingredients. When you skim through he stops on swamp potions.

 He keeps turning into swamp monsters and creature. He looks through the pages and swamp radiation creatures. That might be what I am. His heart started pounding.

Ingredients

Mushed up frogs liver

Crawtchie eyes

Mulched up lilies

Dried eels skin

Main ingredients swamp water

 

Powers if done correctly

Turn into any swamp creature and weeds

Talk to swamp creatures

Control all weeds

Call upon swamp creatures for help

 

Good Effects

Super human strength

Super swimming

Breath under water

Change into creatures at will.

Side Effects

If have evil will will be controlled by Granny Dover

 

 

Granny Dover…that’s my grandma, but the scary thing is all those ingredients hit me when the shelf fell and the kind of pushed me into the swamp and then lids of turned me into the crawtchie and the swamp monster too. So I am different, I am a swamp monster thing and Granny Dover isn’t what she seems. And why is kind of see through, maybe she is a kind of ghost. So you found my little experiment to raise the dead.

Said Granny Dover “ Why are you reading my book?”

 

He pushed her aside and pushed the flame torch up. He could here her roars of anger. Because he escaped. He has to go to the graveyard and check it out.

The next day he went to the graveyard. In the graveyard he saw lots of gravestones that you fill six road trains.

It wasn’t until lunchtime that he saw a medium size, dark grey grave stone with lots leafy vines and lots of trees.

 

He parted the vines and wiped away the dust and gasped. Because there carved in big letters was Dover Edmond Clare.

 

But at that exact moment there was this loud groan and a big heat wave that nearly knocked me over. Then all the gravestones cracked and all of these hands and bodies and legs and everywhere there were bodies. Dead bodies. So Granny Dover did raise the dead and then they saw they and me yelled, “get him!”

 

Jackson turned into a dragonfly and flew out of their way. Then he changed into a swamp monster. He punched two in the stomach. Six jumped on his back and started punching him with surprisingly strong arms, then four grabbed his legs. Two on each side and threw him into a tombstone.

 

The he ran like the wind. He ran till he got home. Just as ran into his house the tingling started. Dad got home at four and said that he had a tough day at work.

 

He works at a help center and said that he had about a million calls that dead people had attacked them. Dad just said that it was rubbish and that he would look into it. If it was the truth he would call the mayor, but he reckons it is just some new gang terrorizing the [place.

 

The next day, dad was proved wrong. Ten of the dead guys jumped through the window and bashed down the door. Two got in a fight with Dad. One had mum pinned to the wall. Max had his baseball bat and was whacking them but had no hope of winning the fight.

Jack quickly ran upstairs and into his room and quickly turned into a giant crawtchie and went to help.

His mum had been gagged blindfolded and dragged out the door wqoith tear in her eyes.

Jack went to save her, but two zombies tackled him to the ground. He ducked up and chopped both of them in half. My dad had three zombies and two had him punned to the floor while the third was chocking him. Jack could see the life ebbing away. He went to help him’ and destroyed the the three zombies guys on him 

 Max had two to take care of. Jack went to help and destroyed them. The last few went out the door.

After Jack ran upstairs and changed into a kid. He went back down stairs and talked with Max and his dad about what they were going to do about their mum.

 

Jack really knew they had to get their mum back from Granny Dover. That night jack could get to sleep. He stayed up all night thinking about what had happened in the last week.

 

Finding out that he is a swamp monster creation and that Granny Dover was dead and all those zombies attacking the city.

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The next day we went to Granny Deaver’s place and only to be met by a whole cemetery of zombies guarding the inside and outside of Granny Deaver’s and not to mention every street that comes towards her house.

Some of them saw us and started running to fight us to the ground. He quickly ran into the bushes and turned into a yabbie and went and tackled them to the ground. More and more zombies came and joined the struggle. He yelled out to his family, even though they don’t know that he is their father and brother.

But at that moment heaps of zombies grabbed Jack. He yelled ‘run run…go far away’…and they do. They sprint like leopards down the street. Meanwhile Jack was fighting the Zombies. The Zombies had an advantage. They had lots and lots of bad guys  to fight for Granny Deaver. They kept talking him to the ground.  Punching him and throwing him and in the end they captured Jack and tied him up and took him to Granny Deaver.

He turned to his normal state when he isn’t a swamp monster or creature. They carried him all the way to the basement, turned down the flame torch and took him undergoround.

Granny Deaver was standing there waqiting for Jack. She didn’t know he was her Grandson. They tied him up heavily and then chained him and double padlocked him and put a huge cage around him.

Quickly he turned into a Dragonfly and flew out of the cage and then turned into a digging browny black swamp monster. I am no Dragon Fly I am now known as SWAMP BOY.

But as soon as he says that, Granny Deaver bursts through a door that is hidden by a bookshelf and then then he starts digging full speed for the surface. When he breaks through the surface of dirt, he turns into Swamp Boy. If my memory is correct, I should be able to call upon swamp monsters, weeds and creatures.

He races down the street at full speed toward the swamp. When he got there. There were a few Zombies running around. He tackled them to. But then the few remaining that he hadn’t tackled, he thought of a better idea.

He called swamp monsters, creatures and weeds to help him destroy this evil. Then the water started bubbling. After a few moment crawtchies, fighting swamp monsters and weeds, that would choke them sent them after the remaining Zombies. They destroyed thos few Zombies. Then they marched like and army against the army of Granny Deaver’s forces.

When they got there, Granny Deaver’s face lit up with horror. ‘Swamp Boy, this is the final show down.’ Then Granny Deaver called all of her Zombies to attack Swamp Boy and all of his army. There were som many screams of anger and pain, but Swamp Boy and his army were driving Granny Deaver’s army back fast. Already we were on the house porch and still driving them back. But then they saw hundreds more Zombies running down the street. They drove us into the house. We were trapped on both sides by Zombies. Swamp Boy gathered four of his best swamp monsters and then all of a sudden they were running to the basement. But it was hard dodging vines that were squeezing the life out of Zombies. They finally got to the basement and went down.

Granny Deaver and her four best granny soldiers were facing Swamp Boy and his four best swamp monsters.

His monsters took on the four Granny Soldiers, while Swamp Boy took on Granny Deaver.

HThere were lots of grunts but the really bad thing for Swamp Boy was Granny had mystical powers.

Swamp Boy was  getting kicked, punched and with one blow he flew back against the brick wall and fell onto the magical book. He picked it up and thought ‘this can help’.

He turned to the ghost section of the book and found nothing. It just told him what a ghost is, and then he got angry. He ran at Granny Deaver, knocked her into the orange liquid in the cauldron and listened to her final words.

“I only chose to be evil because I wanted to live. If you spell evil backwards I WILL BE BACK”.

 

The everythink she created disappeared. Swamp Boy’s mum, who he had nearly forgot about, was in the secret room locked up in a similar cage to his. He went in and saved her from the cage, picked up the book and went home.

 

Then he said to the swamp creatures “If you ever need anything from me, call me!”

So that’s the story of the biggest change I ever went though and the start of a whole new adventure.

 

The End