The Rambunctious Rambling

Chapter 6

Mud Puddles

The next moments of what I am about to tell you, you may not disclose. I followed the fisherman down the road and he got into a flatbed truck and started to drive away with his fish. So I hopped onto the back of the truck! He drove down the road without noticing me there, then he noticed me and slammed on the breaks, I fell out of the truck and rolled down a grassy hill. I finally hit the bottom of that hill and looked up to see I had only rolled about 7 ft. But as I stood up I followed my instinct and looked to my left. Ah! A small stream. I wandered over to it and looked down into it. Little rocks, little river rocks, staring up at me from the stream.

So I sat down by this little stream and picked up a handful of rocks, revealing a shiny something from within the stream! I put my hand back into the watter and moved the dirt around till I noticed this was a big shiny something! When I finally uncovered it I felt a peculiar feeling like I knew where it went. I wrapped it up in my jacket and walked back to the ambrose. when I got there I went to my room and sat on my bed. I took the plate out from my jacket, It had small silver horses runnning around the edges and a sun in the center. Then it came to me, I would take this plate and burry it! I ran outside and down the road by the bar where I had been earlier. I started digging a hole with my hands, I was about to put the plate in when a hand clasped over my shoulder!

"What do you think yer doin!" yelled a man. I started to cry because I was afraid. I actually didnt do that, what I did instead was much better. I took the plate and smashed it over his head. I dragged him back to the ambrose and put him in my wardrobe. Then I went and got some bread and jam and went back to my room. The man had woken up and was reading the journal, so I handed him a slice of bread and told him to read aloud what the passage said to me. Instead he threw the journal at me and made a break for the door. Then he did something I did not expect. He turned and asked for my name.

"I.... I am not.... Supposed to ah... uh.... talk to strangers..." I mumbled.

"thats cute." he replied sarcastically, "the names Monty."

"Ah! Monty! I've wanted to meet you for so long! I dont really no much about you but a lot of people seem to want to get to know you and meet you places so maybe we can get... you know... aquainted!" I excitedly rambled.

"............. That'll be fine....... Now who the ----- are you?" He asked.