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Jimmy's Junkyard Dog : Creative Writing

written by Poet : Doctor-Write


 

It was a heavy snow that fell from a soggy sky and all over Millsend icy puddles decorated the streets . Apart from the snowmen that lined the pathways through town there was a most enchanting sight at the foot of the hill  . Right beside the girls school was this massive white architecture .

You could have thought that it had been designed by some artistic genius .

But no you could have thought it was left as a legacy for future generations to remember some great sculpture , but no a moment . You may have even thought it was an impression of life on a distant planet but again you would be wrong for in fact it was just Jimmy's Junkyard .

 

As a lad I recall the first day I saw beyond the scrap into an artic abyss .

That's when I knew I had to scale the fence to go for a wander through the junkyard . So carefully I climbed over the railings and with my eyes as big as saucers I fell to the other side and I was inside Jimmy's Junkyard .

It felt like I  was in wonderland .

I stood in the deserted wasteland and looked all around me .

I felt like I was the first explorer on the surface of another planet .

I found a broom placed my handkerchief at one end making a makeshift flag . Then I climbed up on the roof of one of the storage sheds and erected the flag in a chimney spout and claimed Metal City as my own .

Yes indeed it was a weird and wonderful place .

I wandered through this new territory and discovered lots of forgotten things in  storage sheds .  Old washing machines , oil heaters,  fridges , bath tubs and  boilers . There were old wheels and iron gates and just as I began to think about making a Robot army out of all this scrap I heard a noise .

It was a growling kind of sound . As I turned around I saw the first sign of life in Metal City . Standing before me was this wild beast growling and snarling at me . I looked into its huge open jaws and for a moment I saw my life flash before me and then I saw the chain . I breathed a little easier now and began to calm down .

 

"Easy there now . I'm not going to hurt you ."

I said to the junkyard dog that was securely chained up to a post near the front office .

The more I spoke to the dog the quieter it became .

Eventually the dog sat down and we had an understanding .

It couldn't get me and I wasn't getting any closer to it .

After a while I realised that the dog wasn't angry . It was upset or worried about something . It seemed to almost want me to come over .

I trusted my gut feelings and plucked up the courage to go over and place my hands on the dogs head .

    

"Ok then my friend . What's the problem ?"

 

The tried to free it self from the chain but the post was well secured .

I decided to take the collar off the dogs neck . I knew if the dog turned on me I was dead meat and was really at its mercy . As I took the collar off the junkyard dog licked my face .

The next thing the dog raced ahead of me . Every six feet or so the dog stopped and started barking and waited for me to follow it .

 

The dog brought me over to a area where a small caravan was parked on  a e on a concrete slab . Beside the caravan was a  sign with the words Jimmy's  Office on it . Beside the caravan was a gate and near the gate was a pile of unopened letters . It looked as if no one had checked the mail for a while .

The letters lay there in a small heap .

By the look of it the postman just tossed the mail letters over the gate and to some place near the front door of the caravan . He was probably too frightened to venture inside because of the junkyard dog no doubt .

There weren't too many visitors who came to see Jimmy and he would have rarely chained the dog up .

The junkyard dog was scratching at the front door of the caravan and crying to get inside . The it came to me there was something wrong .

I shouted out .

"Hello is anyone there ."

 

I lifted the latch on the caravan door and then turned the door knob .

The door opened and I waked inside . Jimmy was lying there on the floor .

His hands were tied behind his back and he was unconscious .

The caravan was in a mess with drawers and boxes upturned and their contents scattered all over the floor .

The junkyard dog started licking Jimmy's face  .

Poor Jimmy he looked a sorry sight . The victim of a robbery it would seem .

I tried the telephone but it was dead .

So I told the dog to stay and raced off as fast as I could to get help .

 

I asked the police if I could go with them because the junkyard dog knew me and if it saw me it wouldn't be worried .

The police agreed and in a short moment of time Jimmy was taken away in the back of an ambulance . Thankfully Jimmy's life had been saved .  

When Jimmy came to the police interviewed him .

 

"Can you tell us who did this to you Jimmy"

The detective asked .

 

"I don't know . I've never saw him before in my life ."

 

"So it was a man on his own ?"

 

"That's right ."

Said Jimmy .

The Detective continued .

 

"Can you give me a description of what he looked like ?"

 

"Yes  . He was very well dressed and had a posh voice . He had a grey beard and wore a distinguished looking hat . In one hand he had a briefcase and in the other he held a cane walking stick ."

 

The detective looked puzzled and said , 

"Did he rob you of any money?"

 

Jimmy burst out laughing .

"Money . Don't be silly . Where would I get any of that ?"

 

"Then what was it he wanted ?."

The detective asked .

 

"Well it was early one morning when I was checking my mail . The same old thing bills and more bills . I remember I was talking to Ned ?"

 

"Who's Ned ?"

The detective asked .

 

"That's my dog ".

Jimmy replied .

 

"Was Ned chained up at the time ?"

The detective asked .

 

"Oh no . Actually I remember the well dressed man then as he shouted from the main gate for me to tie Ned up . And as I sometimes do for the occasional customer I put him on the chain. "

 

"Was there anything odd about the person at the gate or did you suspect anything about the customer there."

 

"The only thing I though was what would someone like him want from a junkyard dealer . Anyway as I was saying , I continued opening my mail as he came into my office .  The well dressed man started to tell me all about this plan of his . He said he was a developer and wanted to build a block of flats where my yard was . He offered me a large amount of money for the junkyard and everything in it . I thought it was a joke and started to laugh ."

 

"Did you suspect something wasn't right then ?"

The detective asked .

 

Jimmy continued

"Yes . I guess I did . So I played the fool and tried to ask a few questions  about his development . I was hoping maybe to get a bigger offer .

Anyway didn't he begin to get angry. He lifted his voice and started to ask weird questions about the junkyard ?"

 

The detective asked ,

"What kind of questions ?"

"Well like . What kind of man would want to live in a junkyard with a dog and how serious this could  become if I never accepted his offer . I was getting worried at this stage and decided to get Ned . That's when the gentleman produced a map from his briefcase . He pointed out a highway from North to South and smack in the middle he pointed to a red dot that hew said was my junkyard . "

 

"Did you believe him ?"

 

"No . Then he started to ask me about an item I had collected from a property a few weeks ago . He was very interested in a number of old boilers I had acquired . Then the business man asked if I could show him where they were and if he could buy them back I thought there was something fishy going on ."

 

"So what did you do ."

 

"Well I sold him the boilers but not the ones he was after . "

 

"Then what ?"

The detective asked .

 

"Then as he handed me a large sum of money for the boilers he told

me I should clear out before the end of the week . Next thing I knew he brought his walking stick down on my head and that's the last thing I remember . "

 

 

" Can you show me the boilers he was after ?"

The detective asked .

 

"Sure I can "

Jimmy replied .

 

While a strong contingent of armed police kept watch on the junkyard Jimmy took the detectives to an old shed and pointed to about a dozen boilers lying there .

 

"Is that them Jimmy "

"That's them all right . I marked them with a blue dot because they were a lot heavier that normal and I was going to check out what kind of metal they were that's why they are separated from the rest of my stock "

 

Slowly the secret was revealed . The mystery of the old boilers was uncovered by the forensics squad . Their investigations produced inner steel cases within the boilers that were loaded with narcotics . The boilers were removed by mistake from an old ship that was laid to rest in a dry dock . Instead of being collected by five international drug barons , the boilers were collected by some crazy old Junkyard man by the name of Jimmy .

Now the police lay low and waited for someone else to surface from the underworld for the boilers .

 

After some good detective work the police made their arrest .

The deadly cargo had been prevented from hitting the street .

Jimmy had been given a new identity and a new business to run .

 

The police rewarded Ned and myself with a medal of honour and once a week I took Jimmy's dog for a walk in the park .

Jimmy's Jukebox was the most popular music shop around and was said to have the best collection of heavy metal music in the world

   By Doctor Write .

 

THE  END

 

 

Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-23 01:16:56
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