Bella S. 5Co

SEA BLOOD

Hi I’m ivy blue, and I want to tell you my story. I’ve been swimming all my life and I have to admit, I am pretty good at it. I thought I could take on anything that stood in my way, I was wrong.

I woke up to the sound of the blue bird’s singing on my window pain and the sea crashing down on the priceless sand. “Huuuaahhu” I yawned as I took my right foot out from under my blanket and brushed it across my fluffy blue carpet. It feels so warm under my toes and sends a chill down my spine. I felt ready and awake, just enough to swim for a while before school.  I tilt myself out of the molded shape of my head on the pillow. The clock was beeping loudly, so loud it echoed throughout the house. I lazily whacked the snooze button, my arm moving the way a windmill does. I stepped out of bed, leaving my legs asleep, but not my eyes. I flipped my golden hair in to my face and removed the hair tie. I ran over to my dresser and grabbed my purple Speedo and my day clothes and as I put them on I scented that something was wrong. I ignored it, because I get that 6^th sense feeling a-lot. Just as I put the swimsuit strap on my shoulder, I ran outside on to the stone cold grass and the morning dew.

The Hawaii fragrance filled my nose and the taste of salt was in my mouth. I ran out to meet my friend Kat. She was a redhead and about my size in mind and body. The smile on her freckled face told me that the ocean was calling. We dipped our toes in and shuddered. Not because it was cold just because we are so surprised something can be so perfect. We dove in to the sea just in time to see my friend Jake. His hair spiked up as he swam out to meet us half way. Hey Ivy, hi Kat. He said impatiently hi we both said at the same time. “Lets just cut to the chase already.” said Jake. I’ve been waiting forever. And without a word we swam out farther. One life lesson I learned is not to argue with Jake. When we stopped, I felt a smooth slimy brush against my left leg. I looked around; only seeing what I thought was a shadow.  Suddenly, a sharp pain took over my whole body, specifically my leg. My catlike reflexes told me to swim under and I did. I looked down to see the narrow black eyes of a brown tiger shark, covered in my blood.

            I feel the sharks teeth sink in to my calf moving slowly up my leg. I tried to yell but all I got was a mouthful of salty seawater. I felt cold hands tugging my arms, attempting to pull me up and out of the sharks gnawing jaws. Sadly, they were failing. I manage to get up, gasping for air and waving my arms like a bird flapping its wings, desperate to take flight. I hear the sound of rushing water and the shrill sound of a girl shreaking. Suddenly, everything was black and I thought I was paralyzed. I felt the hands hoist me up out of the water and then I felt the sand. Bumpy but still in my grasp. I thought the pain would go away, but no such luck. All the sounds were drowned out by now and I thought I had died. I held on to the sand as if it was my life, and it was.

            When I opened my eyes all I saw was a faint blue light shining over my head. I propped myself up with my elbow and banged my head on the light. The room went from chatting and crying to complete silence. My mother’s voice broke that silence. She ran to my hospital bed, her golden braids swinging back and forth. It was hypnotizing. I struggled to get out of her hugs and kisses, but found that I could not move my leg. I closed my blue eyes and felt many more hands in me. I opened my eyes and realized that everyone worried when I closed my eyes. Perhaps I was dead, or asleep. Looking to my left, I saw Kat, her sagging eyes maneuvered around the room, till they hit mine. Aooooooooo Ivy! You’re alive!!!!!!!!!! She yelled with such reaction I jumped a little in the bed. Why would I not?                                                                           

            “Why would I not?” I exclaimed out loud this time. “Don’t you know?” She said with surprise in her voice. No, what should I know…all that happened was I blacked out. “Oh sweetie, you really don’t remember!” “JUST TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG!” I yelled angrily. Look at your leg they all said at once. What? I replied confused. Look down. They said. I looked to find a swollen stump that is what’s left of me leg. As if an answer to a call, my two brothers stared at it in awe, like it was some kind of miracle that I had survived.

TO BE CONTINUED…