New Story Contest: Transformation - Flynn M. - 03/29/19

Contest: Winners

New Story Contest: Transformation

Submitted by: Flynn M., age 11, Westfield, NJ

Sea Salt

“No,” my mom said.

“Come on, please?”

“I said no, and that’s final!”

I sighed as I trudged upstairs. Sometimes this secret was a burden, not a gift. What good is a gift you can’t use? I plopped down on my bed and shoved my face into my pillow. Even with my face buried deep into the cushion, I could smell the salty sea air wafting through the open window. I sat up and gazed out the window. I just had to go out there. I had to.

I leapt out of the window, which was very low to the ground. I hit the stone pathway and began to run. I ran down the steps and through the field of tall grass. Two startled sea gulls flapped away as I ran toward them at full speed. The salty smell of the sea was getting closer. I leapt over the sand dunes and ran down the shoreline. I stopped right by the edge of the waves to catch my breath. Then I leapt in.

I kicked through the deep, blue water and extended my arms. Then the tingling began. It started at my fingertips, then slowly crawled up my arms. I swam deeper and deeper, my lungs protesting as I went. My vision became sharper. My sense of smell heightened. My lungs burned. Suddenly, I felt sharp pain in my cheeks. Then, I inhaled. My new gills filtered out the water as I swam deeper still. I could now see thousands of fish, swimming around lush coral reefs. I felt my body become more streamlined. My arms became fins. My teeth became sharper. A fin sprouted from my back. Then the tingling stopped. I was ready. I shot up to the surface and leaped out of the water. I was a shark.

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