Djinn

A story ongoing

Do you see the fairy queen young child, sitting on her throne of stones?

No one may pass into the human realm.

 I am a Djinn, I am a very intelligent spirit something like an angel.

I can appear human or in animal form. I can even possess humans.

Its’ Halloween’

 there’s so many children dressed for dead this night,
I’m looking after little Jimmy Crocket,

he will be on his own calling at homes saying trick-or-treat.

So tonight for a little while, I will be a boy about Jimmy’s age.

Sally, one of Timmy’s friends called out, we are going across the street.
You wait and see if anyone answers the door. I will ring once more said Timmy,
then I will follow you. All right catch you soon.

 There was no reply at this house door, so Timmy went to the sidewalk,
waited a little while to see if he heard or could see his friends but no.
Well I might as well go round the corner he thought.

I catch up with Jimmy as he walks down Can Alley, not many houses down this road.
I will just watch him for now, until he goes into Townsends Lane,
which is where the Grimalkin lives. She is bound to give him so unforgettable treads.

I catch up with him as he walks down the path. Hi’ my name is Peter, what yours.
I am Timmy, his reply. His face has make-up to look like a skeleton;
he is wearing a long black cloak with black wellington boots.

In his hands are a bag for treats, and a scythe made of plastic.
Where walking down the cobbled path, this house is very old,
theirs trees and overgrown bushes it really needs a good old clean up.
It seems a sad place to me. I ask Timmy if he minds me joining him,
He is unsure, as he looks into my eyes.

Timmy answers, why not.

 I let Timmy go in front, up the steps he goes to the front door.
He knocks on the door not too hard. As we are waiting,
I notice a spider on my right lowering itself from under the porch timbers onto my shoulder.

Hello’ Jinn it says. How do you know I am a Jinn I whisper to it?
Well that is easy there are two of us here now. O.K. what do you want from me.
Nothing he replies. I am giving you a warning.
Oh’ ya, what would that be.

 As the Djinn is talking to me the Grimalkin opens her door,
Wow she’s wearing black boots, white and pink leggings, and a black clock,
she has jet black hair running down her back to her waist. Her skin is a greenish pea colour.

She says, yes what do you want boy. Of course,
Timmy says trick-or-treat; he seems to be shacking a little.
The Grimalkin tells Timmy, wait their while I see what I’ve got for you,
so she goes back inside, the doors not quite closed,
there’s a bag in the hall that she picks up. Just then spider tells me,
do not let the boy step back on a crack between the steps.

 

 

Then the spider tells me why.
After she has given the boy his treats, the cracks in the steps will surround his feet.
So if he steps on a crack. He will be gone.

What do you mean gone,
I ask the spider. Beware, for when you tread back on a crack,
you will end up like little Ben Hanson.

 You see, the cracks opened up around him, and he was sucked into a void.
Now he is forever, nevermore.

Now the Grimalkin comes back with a bag in her hand and gives it to Timmy.
He thanks her, and then she steps back into the house.
Timmy peaks into the bag and was about to stand back,
but I was able to put my arms out and hold him there.
To his horror and dismay, theirs two eyeballs,
dried ears and a pair of lips with tongue.

By mistake, the old woman has given Timmy those
 lips, as he’s looking inside the bag,
the lips say Oh’ my, what are you to do.
You cannot now step off this step for you will be swallowed up to who knows were?
I do not understand said Timmy,
so the lips tell him what the spider told me.

Before the spider went back to his hiding place,
he told me how to escape from the steps.
Ask that tree there, to your right,

 if it would lower a branch to pick up Timmy
and set him down on the sidewalk.

 So I say to Timmy, Look this may sound silly,
 but ask that tree to lower a branch to pick you up and place you on the sidewalk.

 
Don’t be daft said Timmy. No I say, ask it.
O.K. then, said Timmy, feeling all silly like.
don’t forget its Halloween.

 Oh please, please lovely tree, would you lower a branch for me.
To Timmy’s surprise, the tree twists round.

Their a face all smiling ‘asks, yes young sir, you called me.

 Oh mister tree , these lips tell me that if I step of on to a crack I’ll be gone in a flash.
I don’t want that. I want to go home.

 Would you please lower one of your branches and pick me up,
then set me down on the sidewalk please mister tree.

Well young sir, said the tree, what will you do for me in return?

This story is on going I'm a little unsure of the end..

and of course the grammar

 

Author's Note

I'd love to hear positive and negative views please.

Reviews

[Gigi]

What a creative and magical world you've created here. Surprisingly you write without quotations which very few writers have succeeded in doing (Frank McCourt)

In the beginning you see I'm like an angle, I guess you mean to say angel? Then you have used their in place of there -easy fix. Last thing that stood out is when the Djinn introduces itself as Jinn. Did you mean for that bc it feels like a typo, maybe give him another name or fix it to djinn? I'll be checking in in this piece Great work!

[John Preston]

Yes it should be Angel and Djinn, damn Microsoft. I know I'm not a writer. I can't
store wordsin my head and find it difficult to write. I thank all you kind people for putting me right. My fingers are to fast for my eyes and spell wrong so often. their-- Mic-again.

[Gigi]

You'll get it, you can learn editing but not creativity and that my friend, you already have stored.

[John Preston]

Still struggling for a end to this.
I'll look in the secret file draw
and see what's there.


Thank you.

[Ashira Macy]

This world you have created reminds me a bit of the worlds that Hayao Miyazaki creates in his anime movies. Very interesting and imaginative, but it does need some correcting on grammar and spelling. I expected the Djinn to be evil, but I guess he was just trying to help Timmy, so that was a cool twist.

[John Preston]

Not all Djinn's are evil, depends on what books one's read. Anyway he's a lower form from a angel.read moreNot all Djinn's are evil, depends on what books one's read. Anyway he's a lower form from a angel.
They are ...you know ?...I know the spelling and grammars faulty, that me be uneducated.

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