Wednesday 5 February 2014

Lettia #20

“Mum, do we have to go out on the boat?”
“Yes, I told you that you needed some fresh air,” my mum moaned to me. I groaned and carried on walking down to the beach. “Hop on then,” mum raised her voice. Thud was the sound, as I jumped onto the boat. She took the hook off, that was the only thing keeping us from floating away. The boat rocked from side to side, and in the distance all we could see was water. 
After about an hour or two, we finally landed back on dry land.

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