Friday 27 June 2014

Charlotte Cooper

The cool summer breeze was drifting past me as I lay on the hot sand. It was my 9th birthday and we were at my grannies. Then suddenly a wave of sand hurtled towards my face. I didn't want to go in the water but it was far too hot to stay out. As I sprinted across the sun lit sand it was like the sand was devolving beneath my feet. Leaping into the cool water,I felt so refreshed. I sat down and splashed around. Then something grabbed my leg it pulled me deeper,I held on for dear life.


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