Swiftly I get up and
begin to walk down to the shore line. My feet are bare and I hold my sandals in
my hand. The cool ocean waters tickle my feet, but it's refreshing. I simply
walk along the coast with my eyes closed and my mind wide open. Inside my head,
my thoughts float around freely. Slowly, I get a little further out into the
water -- where it's at my knees.
I find a shell with
a crooked side sticking out of the sandy water. Crouching down, I pick it up.
After a while, I realize that this is no ordinary shell, there's a little chain
on the side. It's someone's lost treasure.
Time seems to fly by
as I examine the shell. The winds are turning from an ocean breeze to a brisk
draft. Waves profusely come from the horizon. Skies are turning grey and soon
my beach fantasy has turned into a storm. My hair wildly whipped around my face.
Staring up, I realized I had to go soon.
I galloped out of
the water, while at the same time, letting the necklace sink back down. This
storm could be strong, destructive. Palm trees and flowers blow around
frantically. The beach has been evacuated, except for me. I begin my run back
home. The winds nearly disorient me from where I'm going. I feel like I'm
running zig-zagged up the hill.
My house is not far.
I'm sprinting as fast as I possibly can down the vacant road. Right when I get
home, I open the door and dive right into my floor. The door slams shut behind
me. My family comes running up, nearly in tears, making sure I'm okay. They
thought I was a goner. The storms could hit any second now – destroying
everything. And so it came.
Waves knocked at our
doors, and then burst them open. Glass exploded to the smash of the winds.
Chairs and decks were ripped from the ground and thrown around. Rain began to
pour from the clouds. Ocean waves reached the sky before the crashed down on
us. Before I knew it, my world became smashed too.
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