The water was rising to my mouth. It was really high now, I am in a huge tank, stuck. The water just keeps filling up, I am definitely going to die. Drown. Clunk!! Wait,
what’s that? The top of the tank fell down.
“Help!” I screamed. “Help!”
I hoped that someone would come and-
“Hey, kid, grab my hand!” A man’s voice suddenly said.
I quickly reached up and grabbed his hand. He heaved, single handedly pulling me out of the tank. I had water everywhere. In my shoes, my ears and in more unexpected places.
“Thank you so much for saving me, I would have been drowned to death,” I said.
“It’s alright kid. That’s my job, saving people in need,” He said.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“The name’s Rick Bones, but you can call me Rick,” Rick said.
“Where do you come from? I have never seen you in town before,” I asked.
“I’m a Bushman,” Rick said. “I live in the bush. When I hear that call for help, I try to get to them as quickly as I can, that’s why you need to be a fast runner, sometimes you have to run faster than other times,” Rick said.
“Help!” An anonymous girl’s voice screamed.
“Someone’s in trouble!” Rick said.
He started running as fast as ever.
“I’ll come too!” I yelled. I ran as fast as I could after Rick. Soon, after about five minutes of running, we came to a stop.
“Help!” The girl screamed again.
“Hold on!” Rick said. “I’m coming!”
The woman had one of her legs stuck in a hole, and something was gnawing at it.
“A blasted Tasmanian Devil,” Rick said. “Kid, help me,”
“My name is Billy,” I said. “Not ‘kid’. OK?”
“Come on, let’s pull her out before her leg is completely gone,” Rick said.
We quickly pulled her out. Her leg wasn’t gone, but it was bleeding. Rick wasn’t done, though. He threw A knife down the hole, and it stabbed the Tasmanian Devil in the face. Blood flew up out of the hole, then Rick shoved his hand in and pulled the bloody knife right out of the Tasmanian Devil’s face.
“Ow,” The girl said, touching the bleeding bites on her leg.
“We’ll get that fixed for you,” Rick said.
He reached into his little leather bag slung over his shoulder and pulled out some bandages and tissues. He wrapped the bandage slowly around her leg and patted some tissues gently on it.
” Who are you two?” She asked.
“Rick. Rick Bones,” Said Rick.
“Billy. Billy Wesley,” I said.
“Alisha,” Alisha said.
“Alisha who?” I asked.
“Why would I tell you? I don’t even know you. You’re just two bush weirdos,” she said, rudely.
“How about a thank you? We saved you. You probably wouldn’t be able to walk if it wasn’t for us, you don’t have to be so rude about it either,” Rick said.
She mumbled something under her breath that we couldn’t hear.
“Pardon?” Rick said.
“Thank you! You happy now?!” she yelled angrily.
“So, you gonna stick with us for the night?” I asked.
“I guess so,” Alisha said, sighing.
“Well let’s get movin’. Next stop, somewhere to camp,” Rick said, excitedly.
We walked for hours and hours to find a good campsite.
“Hey, this looks nice,” Said Alisha.
“Yeah,” I said in agreement.
“Yeah,” Rick echoed.
We stopped and laid our stuff down for the night.
“Wake up!!!” Rick and Alisha yelled.
“Why?” I asked sleepily.
“We need to find something to eat and then be ready to answer help calls,” Rick said.
So annoyingly we had to go and look for food at 5:00 to look for food. At least we were getting something to eat, I’m starving.
“Found some food. Bush food,” Rick said.
I looked at what he was holding. It was like a giant grub.
“Yuck! I am not eating that…thing,” Said Alisha.
“Billy?” Asked Rick hopefully.
“No,” I said.
“It’s just a witchetty grub,” Rick said. ” More for me then,”
He stuffed the disgusting grub into his mouth.
“Let’s just go,” I said. “I think I might have to-” I said.
“Puke?” Alisha asked. “Same,”
We both went and puked. Yuck!
“Help!” A woman’s voice screamed.
“The call! Let’s move!” Yelled Rick.
“By the way,” Alisha said. “It’s Alisha Allen,”
She went and ran straight after Rick.