Gorey ETNS, County Wicklow, 08 February, 2018
TICK tock, tick tock. “When will John come here? I’m lonely in the marsh,” Elizabeth said out loud.
Just then, John popped his head out of the marsh, where he had been looking for fish.
“Hello Elizabeth, sorry I took so long,” mumbled John, spraying fish everywhere.
“Where were you John?” Elizabeth questioned him, angry and relieved. “I’ve been waiting here for half an hour!
“Come on it’s getting dark. I want to go home. The night is black. You know I don’t like the colour black.”
“Wait,” says John. “I’ve lost my top hat in the marsh.
Can you find it for me with your x-ray vision.”
“I can try,” she replied. Elizabeth started rubbing her temples, and her eyes slowly turned deep purple.
John and Elizabeth were walking along the marsh, scanning for the top hat.
Then her gaze passed a tree and she saw someone behind it.
The bullies popped out wearing black, chanting: “Look who it is! Miss Farty Pants!”
John looked further behind the ring leader and saw a massive black shadow running up behind the bullies…