Monday, 15 October 2012

Polar Bear Island


Two of my friends and I arrived at an island in a fjord in Norway. At this island there were several cottages far apart from each other. We walked towards the cottage we were going to stay at, which was furthers away from the dock when we saw a polar bear in the distance. We decided to follow it. After a while we found out that it was leading us to our cottage. It turned toward us an said told us telepathically that the island was riddled with traps to catch bugs and ferrets.

The polar beard wanted to show us around so we went on a trip. After a little while I asked about the hunter who set up all the traps. The bear told us that he was evil and had killed the two polar bears that had been before him as the guardians of this island. “I’m not evil” it came from a tree” not far away. The hunter revealed himself. He sat in a tree chair and had a long grey beard. He looked nice enough. He told about the ferret infestation. Close by you cold see the hunters shack, which had loads of ferret skins hung up around it. As well as two polar bear skins. He told us that the polar bears were a grave mistake. And he had modified all of his traps to not take polar bears. He was rally sad about it. So the telepathic polar bear said he was forgiven.

The bear brought us to a high outlook to show us the sunset. His fur gleamed in the sun as if he had mirrors in-between all the fur. When he walked, it seemed as if he had a cloud of white with hints of pink floating around him, like a ghost.

A boat car approached, so we hid. We did not want people freaking out over a polar bear. It was two guys in their late teens. One of them seemed scared of night, because he was nervously looking around everywhere with his flashlight. I decided to approach them and say hi. As I approached I whistled so they could hear me and so not to scared when they saw me.

We quickly became friends. But we did not let them know about the polar bear. Then we started a bonfire and collected cockroaches the size of apples to roast on the fire. But they tasted best when you dunk them I water before roasting them.

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