Countless days She had placed herself in the exact same spot for 350 or so days.
She sat gazing out at the vast endless sea. Next to her, a beaten up dirty pair of Nikes and an unused Bible. She looked down at them and pulled the trainers into her chest and held them tightly. The Holy Bible was left at her side. Surprisingly, it had been left intact, brand new almost.
She smiled. Reminded that the trainers were a birthday present from her children. It was the twins’ birthday party was in seven days and had promised them that she was going to make it.
Narrowing her eyes, She picked up the Bible, already marked, the page fell open to a story. After reading it again and again, she felt less awkward and braver. She had an idea. This time she sighed and let out a big “YESSSSS!” flopping back into the sand.
Squeals of delight could be heard from the dining room. She rang the doorbell. The door was answered. “Mommy,” screamed the twins’.
How did She get home?
The End.
By Sarah Louise Brown