Back In 1845
A large ship was sailing the wide open seas
Travelling from Dublin Ireland to the great land of Tasmania
There was a 12 year old boy alongside his parents and those who worked the ship.
They say there was a horrible beast lurking within the bottom of the sea when there ship was attacked; Everyone disappeared. Everyone except for the boy whose name was Gollum. There a stories told about him still running the ship looking for his parents picking up children
No one ever sees him
Some say they have seen him when the fog covers the land late at night when the stars no longer shine.
They say they have seen the boy creep around their town looking for children to take back with him.
They say he makes them slave for their food and to form plays for him. That is only what they seem to think.
My name is Xavier I am 12 years old and I live with my mum and my two older sisters.
One of my sisters had dared me to do the unthinkable, so I did.
And this is my story.