Shell Island Short Story

The next morning, we woke up before the sun. When I told myself I had to go into the kitchen, donuts were on the table. As I sank my teeth into warm dough, Ava ran into the kitchen wearing a coral dress over a swimsuit. "We 're almost late! Get dressed!" She called as she stuffed her snorkeling gear into a black beach bag. I then rushed into my room and changed, still chewing on the donut. We were all ready to go in thirty minutes. We sprinted down the stairs to the lobby, and joined with the group just in time. When we arrived at our destination, we were ushered into a boat. The captain gave us instructions to put our belongings into the huge airtight chest on the boat. We did so, then put the snorkel and masks on. The captain then stopped

The wind would dance around the boat as we sail to a popular island. Once we arrive at the island, I 'd see why the name of the island is Shell Island: there would be viscous crabs and shells covering the beach. Some crabs were scurrying to the boat, wanting to know what in the ocean that contraption is. I bet Nemo would tell them, "It 's OK, it 's just a butt!" While there, I would find tons of shells ranging from the size of a penny, to the size of probably the Eiffel Tower. Nearby, my friends would be demanding that the crabs need to go, telling the crabs to go away. The only response Ava and Temple would get, however, would be a pinch. The teachers would give us free time for the rest of the day after we return to the mainland. My group unanimously decides to go to the beach. While at the beach, we would have another picnic, with this one being fit for Queen Elizabeth! That night, my group would have a lovely stroll on the beach before the sun sets. The seagulls would call out to us as if we were once friends while we gazed at the orange and pink streaks of the sunset. Furthermore, we would spend the rest of the day in the resort 's hot tubs. The jets and the warmth would lure us to sleep. It almost worked, too! Dinner would be burgers from the resort that night. The burgers were incredibly greasy, as I guessed. Nevertheless, we loved the

On the following day, which would sadly be the last, my friends and I would spend the morning scuba diving. We would obviously see tons of fish, and would be lucky to see turtles. We also find sand dollars the size of my hand! After scuba diving, we would play in the ocean one last time. After lunch, we would head to the bus ride would take an eternity and would be so dull, especially compared to the interesting things we had just experienced. When we arrive home, my friends and I would talk about our adventures for a long while. I know I 'll miss the sun exposure right when I get on