Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Adventure

"Lizzie" cried Sam in panic. We had just arrived at the holiday cottage, me Sam and Ivy, and already I had wondered out into the woods and got lost. It's not that I didn't like the new cottage. I did! Especially when it was just me and my friends, out here alone.
 Last week ivy turned 14, she is the oldest out of us by around 8 months, and now we where here. It was strange, one day this old lady cam up to my Sam's house and knocked on the door, startling us all, so we followed Sam out to his hallway and watched, curious to find out who it was.
The lady was about 73 but she spoke as if she was 20 something. " Hello Sam," she squeaked in a high voice, it was clear as he didn't know who she was because he started at us, with his bushy black eyebrows raised. "No need to look worried dear, I'm just here to talk to Liz," and with that she came in and pulled me aside into the kitchen.
My brain was flooding with questions, what was she, who was she, how old was she, how did she know us, did she go to my house first or did she know I was here? So I decided to start with the simplest questions, so cautiously, I asked "please ma'am, but who exactly are you?"
"Me? Well I am Bertrix, young lady, and I can see your bursting with questions, take a set and I'll answer them." 
Then she looked deep into my eyes, expecting me to ask the next question, so again I began, "if you don't mind...."
But she cut me off, " I would rather not tell you what I am, or else you won't want to talk to me, but I can tell you that I am 102, and no I didn't go to your house, I did indeed, know you where here. That is enough questions for now. What I came here to tell you is that," she stopped and breathed loudly for a few seconds and then suddenly snapped round to Ivy and Sam, "you two, didn't you know it's rude to talk about people behind there backs. Anyway," she re-adressed me, " you are my great granddaughter, and I would like to give you my house, you can't say no now though because I have given you the map to my cottage, you are left with it untill you die now" patting me on the back she crumbled away when I look down there was no sign of her was this a dream. No I had the Map in my hand, I was holding it. What was she? What had just happened??