The Coconut

Once there was a coconut tree near Moanaci. It was really special because whenever Moanaci’s temperature increased, the tree’s temperature was normal. One day, the wind was too strong so a big coconut fell into the water. The water current washed up the coconut to the Cuba islands. The tribes of Cuba found the coconut and decided to keep it in their home for a showpiece.

One day, after hunting when the tribes came home, they filled all the blood in the coconut. The coconut started to roll because of the weight of the blood. Its thorns were too sharp and the coconut was too heavy to stop someone’s blood pressure or to chop someone’s nerves. And, it did so. It rolled over people’s legs and smashed everyone’s foot and its sharp thorns chopped the tribe member’s nerves. They found blood in it.

They threw the coconut towards the islands of the West Indies. The same thing happened over there. In the South Pacific Ocean, the coconut landed on the surface of the ocean. A jellyfish released its sting but, when the coconut’s thorns touched its tentacles and more blood was captured in the coconut. It collected so much blood that the blood in it looked like a black spirit. And actually, it was. It killed people one-by-one. And from that day the coconut was known as “The coconut”.