Footprints in the Sand
Author: Lizzie B.
From: Madisonville, USA
Age: 14
Date: 3rd Jun 2005, 10:58 AM
Rating: 5
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Title: Footprints in the Sand
This is a fictional story about how a cave changed a girl's life. I hope you enjoy.
Hi, my name is Elizabeth Bowers. I am visiting Hawaii for summer break; I am on the island of Maui.
Mom woke me up this morning. She suggested that we all go to the beach together.
'Mom,' I said, 'it is 5:00 in the morning. I wanted to sleep late! Plus, nobody is going to be at the beach at this time. We'll be the only ones!'
'Exactly,' said my mother. 'Now go and get ready.' She went to wake up my dad and sister.
So here I am, on Maui Beach at 5:00 in the morning, and the water too cold to get in.
As I walk along the beach, I stumble across something strange. I can't see what they are from a distance, but all I know is that they are big. Big imprints in the sand.
I glance over my shoulder at my family. They are all plaing in the sand, so I decide to get a closer look. All of a sudden, the tide comes in and washes over the imprints.
I walk forward; to see what is left of them. When I get there, I can't believe it.
There are still there! I bend down a little closer. I find that they are footprints (not ordinary footprints, huge ones)! They are human!
I hurry back over to my family. 'Mom! Dad! Angel!' I cry.
'What?' says Mom. 'Are you alright?'
'Yes, yes, I'm fine,' I say. 'But you guys will never guess what I saw!'
'What?' asks my 3-year old sister, Angel.
'Well, there are big human footprints in the sand over there! And when the wave washed over them, they didn't get washed away!'
'Okay, honey. That sounds interesting,' says Mom. 'Go on and play on the beach. But don't go past the footprints.' I can tell that she is hiding a smile. I can also tell they don't believe me.
I walk back over to the footprints. I squat down to look at them. I want to touch them, but I'm afraid to.
Slowly I reach out for one and touch it. It is stone hard. I knock on it. Knock! Knock! Knock! was the only sound that comes from it. It just doesn't make sense.
I hear voices. I look up and notice that the sky is getting lighter. There are people all around talking, playing, surfing.
'Honey, let's go!' says Mom. 'Time for breakfast!' I get up reluctantly and walk over to her.
'Mom, those footprints are rock solid!' I say. 'That's why they didn't get washed away!'
'That is very interesting,' says Mom. 'Angel, come on!' she adds to my little sister who has stopped walking to the car and started looking at the ocean.
'I wanna go in the water!' she says.
'After breakfast,' answers Mom.
'We're coming back after breakfast?' I ask. I am very excited! I will get to look at the footprints again!
A little while later I am ack on the beach;it is now 8:00 in the morning. Mom and Dad lead us to a place far away from the footprints.
'Mom! Dad! Can we go over there?' I ask, pointing to a place a long way down the beach.
'No, we were there thi morning. Why don't you swim for a while?' my dad answers.
'Okay.'
Now I can't get to sleep because I am thinking about the footprintss.
Finally, at about 3:00 A.M., I drift off into an uneasy sleep. While I am sleeping, I dream. I dream that I am walking along the beach. The footprints are there, but they are bigger than ever. They are so big that 10 people could stand in each. Then a colassal person comes up to me and tells me that I have to figure out and prove whom the footprints belong to.
I wake with a start. It is 9:00 A.M. Everyone is awake except me. I get out of bed.
'Mom?'
'Yes, dear?'
'Can we go to the beach today?'
'Sure.' We get into the car and drive to the beach. We go to a place right next to the footprints!
'Mom, I'm going over there,' I say. I go over to the footprints. Sure enough, there they are! Then I reaize they lead somewhere.
I glance back at Mom and Dad. They are playing with Angel. I start to follow the footprints. I follow them to the edge of the woods. I hesitate,; then go into the woods. They are dark and damp, but I try to be brave and follow the footprints.
The prints go on and on into the woods. I am getting tired and thirsty, but it is too late to turn back now. I have been walking for at least 30 minutes. I know that my parents must be pretty worried.
Now I have been walking for at least 2 hours, and now the path is starting to get steeper.
I walk up, up, up, and up, still following the footprints. When I get to the to of the hill, there is a cave.
My heart is pounding with fear. I slowly enter the cave and find...
Nothing. Dejected, I turn to leave, but something catchess my attention. The footprints lead further into the cave!
i slowly turn back around. I start to follow them again. they lead further into the cave. Then they vanish!
I look around me. On one side there are shelves carved into the side of the cave. On them are several tools. I recognize a couple from my History Book: The Chisel and a stone knife. I look on my other side. There are little pictures carved into the stone. I can't believe it! I have to report this right away!
A while later 9after getting yelled at for what seems like hours), Mom, Dad, Angel, and a park ranger named Bob go with me to examine the cave.
Bob looks into the cave. I have discovered an ancient person's home!
A few weeks later, I am on the news. I have become famous because of one set of footprints, and a mysterious cave. Those two things have changed my life.
Oops, gotta go! Time for my photo shoot!
The End
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