Day 292 – The Shell – Short Story

The day was glorious, as the sun beat down, onto the family, as they splashed all around.

A day at the beach, a day in the sun, a day of adventure, a day full of fun.

Laney was running, searching for shells in the sand, while Stella her dog, was attempting to give her a hand.

She barked, and she leapt in the air like a loon, she crouched at the ready, and howled as if at the moon.

Laney laughed, she giggled with glee, as she went running to Stella, to see what she could see.

It was a curious shell, that sparkled in the sun, all the colors of the rainbow, flickering one, by one.

They looked at each other, smiling both broadly, suddenly, surprisingly, the shell moves oddly.

Laney, she shrieked, Stella let out a yelp, as the shell moved miraculously, without any help.

Slowly but surely, the shell moved away, towards the water, but Stella, wanted to play.

She barked, and she leapt in the air like a loon, she crouched at the ready, and howled as if at the moon.

Laney laughed, as the shell scuttled away, zigging and zagging, this way, and that way.

Then Stella, she pounced on the shell, landing on top, bring it to, a sudden stop.

Stella wagged her tail, she barked, and she howled, as something slowly, poked its head out of the shell.

It was yellow and red, with antennas on its head.

It had a body made of amour, and five seats of legs, with big pinches on the front two, kinda like clothes pegs.

It popped out of the shell, and ran into the sea, swimming away, until it, they could no longer see.

SO..

Stella barked, and she leapt in the air like a loon, she crouched at the ready, then howled as if at the moon.

While..

Laney ran, giggling away, looking for more things, enjoying the day.

2 Comments

  1. teaismyjam says:

    This is so beautiful. I love the simple and beautiful imagery. Love stella already

    Liked by 1 person

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