Jenny And The Dragon

• Ella Calleja, Grade 6, Yeppoon State School
• Short Story
• 2016

Excellence Award in the 'Top Secret 2016' competition

Gusts of wind swooped in from the east, dark gloomy shadows crept up behind her and the beautiful sunset glistened in her eyes. The minutes tick past as Jenny waits. There she stands on top of a cliff, a 100 metre drop would not do her good. Death awaited Jenny at the bottom as the tide was crashing against the shore and it would take her out to sea faster than a lightning could strike. There was no escaping that way.
The sky grew darker and the grey clouds thickened. She stood there waiting and waiting for a guest, but not just any guest an enormous, blood-thirsty dragon. That dragon was the most deadly dragon in all of Doom Valley.
This is how she got into all this trouble. A few days ago the girl was sitting on a bench in her local park, she was furious at her brothers so she came to get some peace. Then she took a deep breath and stood up, not knowing that she had just hurt the dragon. He yelled and then left. She has remembered those words ever since. “Thursday, fight, top of doom cliff, do or die!”