Hey guys!
Recently, everyone in my English class had to write a story on one of their experiences. This is mine :3
Elephant Rock
I squealed as the freezing, salty water splashed all over me. I looked into the dark blue depths of the gleaming water, searching for a dark shape surging towards the surface. A shivering, smiling face suddenly appeared from the water, a few feet out. Next to it was another, wearing the same huge grin. My parents shouted encouragement as I prepared myself. Terror and exhiliration flowed through me as I peered over the edge. I immediately jumped back again. I took a deep breath, ran to the edge, and jumped.
Time seemed to stand still as I flew through the air. I could feel the sun beating on my arched back. Looking around, I saw the seagulls slowly pushing their way across the sky. Waves rose under me, reaching up to meet my curled toes, to grab me and pull me under. All at once, time sped back to normal and the black sea was suddenly rushing towards me. I closed my eyes and held my nose just seconds before I hit the water. I heard a clapping sound above me and knew I was cut off from the air, from the bright, orange sun shining in the light blue sky. Although my head and shoulders were warm, my feet felt like they had been plunged into the arctic. I kicked furiously and felt myself surge toward the Sun. I was filled with exhiliration as my head broke the surface, and let out an excited whoop. Shivering, I pushed towards the rock. My mum and dad were smiling and congratulating me, and told me I could have a packet of sweets to myself on front of a movie. Still bobbing in the water, a dark shadow fell across me. I heard a terrified squeal. I felt a freezing wave wash over me, and I knew my sister had jumped in too. It must have been the promise of sweets.
A big bag of Maltesers sat on my lap. My feet were crossed on front of me. The television was blaring in the background, fighting to win my attention. But I barely noticed. I was flooded with memories of the day. I had done what I had set out to do. When we arrived back at the caravan, I had jumped into a shower, shivering uncontrollably, but exhilirated. The day had had it’s ups and downs. The ups, obvious. I had conquered Elephant Rock, it was lovely and warm -for Scotland-, and I had a bag of sweets. It also had downsides. The poor rabbit with Myxomatosis, the horrid trek there and back... But it was drowned out by the ups. I had succeeded. I had cleared Elephant Rock.
I have always been a shy person. Sometimes I can’t stand meeting new people. I even get bullied and put down for it now and again. But it does not bother me. Not anymore. I may be shy, but I’m no coward. I proved that. When I do get bullied, I tune out and remember my mother and father smiling proudly at me, I remember Heléna jumping. I remember the feeling of terror and I think, “If I can clear Elephant Rock, I can clear anything!”. I keep a little shell. One off of Elephant Rock itself. I use that to help myself remember. I grasp it in my hand until there are little beads of sweat forming on my palm. I close my eyes, and let myself imagine I am still there, staring into the murky depths, shivering, excited. Ready to jump. Ready for danger. Ready for the sense of freedom.
Subject: School Competition Story 
Thu Jul 11, 2013 1:09 pm
