Kate’s face was lit up by a huge smile. She had arrived
in a paradise of tropical islands, with swaying palm trees and pure white
beaches. It was quiet except for the soothing, rhythmic splash and slosh of the
waves creeping into the rock pools. She grabbed her rucksack and stepped on to
the pearly white sand. THUD! The peacefulness was broken by a loud noise
faraway. The sand under Kate’s feet started disappearing and with a shrill cry she
fell through a hole. “Stay here, don’t move or make noises” whispered a voice.
She peered and saw gigantic footprints…..
Wow! That was great Ishika. Your writing gives a rhythmic flow as your choice of words showcase mastery of the art of creative writing.
ReplyDeleteDescriptions and punctuations are effectively deployed to make readers including me glued to your story and the suspense you created at the end leaves me gasping for more.
This is fantastic ! Keep it up!