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Chapter 3

Another week went past after this and Rex was starting to make sounds with his beak. Bob didn’t worry about this because he knew Rex was a special duck. This kept going until one day the sounds began forming into words. 5 weeks after this Rex could say the, first, duck, Jack, Bob, my, Rex, can and many more. Rex’s vocabulary knowledge increased over the month and he could speak fluently with most English. Though Bob shouldn’t be worrying, he was. A talking duck attracted a lot of attention and Rex was becoming stressed. Either something was troubling him or Rex just didn’t enjoy attention.

Bob consulted him that night but the answer he got was not very positive. Rex dragged out a pack of magnet letters to help Bob understand what he was saying. With the letters Rex spelt out a sentence. The words were wobbly and unclear and Bob couldn’t read some. From what Bob could read he got “I come ____ the ____ above. Something is ________ there and I ___ leave you for a _____ to save my country, ______ .”Bob wrote it down to try and find the missing words. While doing this he promised his duck (even though he didn’t know were to go) that he would travel with Rex ’to save his country’.

Bob studied the letters hard and found all of the words except one. “I come from the land above. Something is stirring there and I must leave you from a while to save my country, ______. ” Were Rex came from stayed a mystery until they set of  that night.

Bob and Rex were excited. Rex led Bob to a large cave just on the outskirts of jumble jamble woods. He led Bob deep into the cave and called out in a high pitched quack. The earth suddenly began to rumble and a hole at the back of the cave formed. Rex jumped through. Bob hesitated at first, but jumped through after Rex.

Chapter Two

 The Incident

Having a pet that had supernatural powers was starting to become more and more exciting for Bob. He enjoyed telling the daughters of the farm workers  stories of  his pet, sometimes over exaggerating. But the 3 year old girls were gullible even to believe the more impossible stories.

A year went past and if Bob had an average duck it would most likely be dead. But Rex was special. To celebrate Rex’s 1st birthday Bob threw him a birthday party. Bob’s cats and the other ducks from the stream came. Rex arrived in Bob’s remote control helicopter. They ate raspberry flavour paper and green popcorn. There was a pool and floaters for the younger ducks. At the birthday party a small duckling was learning to swim in the pool when she started to sink under the water from wing cramp. Rex noticed this first and yet again spread his wings and the small duck lifted from the water squirming to get to solid ground.

 The stream was fill of talk about this incident over the week. At a special assembly run by mayor duck. Rex got a silver medal and duck treats.  

This is the first chapter of a story I am writing for a blog post (along with other posts).

Chapter one

On a sunny morning in lollieland a little boy called Bob went out to fish for trout. While he was fishing a storm struck and destroyed the earth. Bob took shelter under a large red rock near the stream/river. Lying down he saw a little duckling waddling over the shaking earth. Risking his life he ran out and carried the little duckling back to the rock. It took an hour for the storm to cease and when it did the ground was unrecognisable. There was no longer a stream but a lake that was ankle deep. A large purple boulder sat were the duckling was an hour ago. But Bob didn’t need to look at the scenery. He ran all the way back to the farm and into the garage. Bob found some old rags and a box scattered on the floor and took them up to his ,now, pigsty bedroom. After placing the duck in the box he ran downstairs to find his grandma dying her hair green. His mum was tidying the lounge and his dad making pancakes with bacon and sushi. Bob started helping his mum tidy the lounge by dusting the pink and purple polka-dot carpet. While he was doing that he told his mum of his duck.

 A week or so later Bob was again fishing with his duck. He had not caught anything yet and was starting to complain to the duck (Rex) about this. In one quick movement Rex suddenly spread his wings and nibbles began vibrating up the rod. Bob jerked the rod over and over again and the fish finally had been caught on the hook. Bob pulled and pulled and a large blue fish the length of the height of a chair broke the waters surface.

Experiences like these continued throughout the next month whenever rex spread his wings. After the 10th time this happened Bob decided that Rex was magic.

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