Creative Piece

Jackson Wolf

6/4/12

Language Arts

The Lone Duck

In an old countryside, near a small town on the prairie, lies a small pond. There, lives a Duck. The duck swims and fishes, alone, flies, alone, and quacks, alone. Each day, the duck spends most of its time, looking at the dark sky, it’s cold and wet. As snow falls to the ground, the duck remembers its fate leading up to this moment. It was mid-fall. A duck flying with its companions from youth towards the south where it is warm, as they were flying over a small town in the countryside. As they were flying over a small pond, there was a crack in the air. The duck found itself falling, as with some of its other companions. The Duck managed to fall into the pond. Looking out, it sees the flock, flying away, half torn. Then as it went black, it saw two tall figures, wandering through the grass, picking up bodies of its companions. Then to its surprise, the duck awoke; now regretting that he ever did.