Eleanor Ransom, 27 november 2011
The ocean is as blue as the sky on a day where the clouds are fluffy and white.
The turquoise waves shimmer in the burning sun as it sets for a new day.
As the ocean laps up on the golden sand it bubbles and fizzes as it lets out a soft sigh.
It gurgles and slurps, whirs and hisses tunelessly.
As the jade waves glisten around my ankles, I shiver as I look up at the crimson sky, and the sun that’s blazing like a ruby that is encrusted in a blood stained sky.
I heard the rhythmic sound of the waves on the shore and felt the silky water on my feet.
I looked out to the open ocean and wondered what it would be like to be a fish.
To swim elegantly through the water,
To see the jewel encrusted scales
And to feel rush of water sliding along past your fins.
Hmm maybe not.
I look at the sky it was jet black now with pin pricks that must be stars,
As they wink at me I look across the ocean it’s dark now too,
As dark as a crow flying in a jet black sky.
As I step on to the freezing sand
It started to rain
I got drenched,
It was as an welcome as a tax collector knocking at your door.
It got heavier and I got wetter,
All I wanted to do was home
The quicker the better,
I started to run
I triped and fell down a hole I tried to get out but it was to deep!
Hole was filling up,
The sand was up to my ankles
Now my knees,
I couldn’t move it was up to my waist now
Now my neck
I was defiantly stuck now.
I woke up I was sore and achy
I tried to get up
I couldn't move
I opened my mouth to scream
Immediately I swallowed heaps of sand…
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