Under The Boardwalk

• Cleo Spear, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2009

One fine morning ,Mr. biggles was walking on the board walk by the sea. There was a café at the end of the board walk ,Mr. biggles sat down and ordered his favourite cup of English tea, served with an Anzac biscuit on the side .Mr. biggles loved tea particularly English and loved to dunk Anzac biscuits into the tea. The plump waitress came out of the kitchen and placed the order in front of Mr. biggles .Just as he was about to take his first sip he herd an unusually strange noise from underneath the board walk. it sounded like a baby crying but it had a peculiar squawking sound as well. Mr biggles left a 50 dollar note on the table next to his tea and decided to make an effort to look under the board walk and see what was making that horrid noise.

He walked back along the board walk and jumped down ,so he was now under the board walk. He looked around yet he couldn’t see anything but he could hear it. He was just about to give up, when he suddenly looked right to the very end of the rocks and saw a basket. As he got closer he could see the basket was torn and wet. He took one last step and peered in. He jumped back and gasped, he almost hit his head on the boardwalk .Mr biggles could not believe his eyes when he saw what was in the basket.