By Parker
The hazy globe of light suspended above my head grows smaller.
I desperately want to kick my legs, to push my way back to the surface. My brain screams orders; why won’t my limbs obey?
A black crappy swims in front of my face, flipping its tail as it passes. I continue to slip downwards as the roots of the water hyacinth steadily block my vision.
A dark shape approaches, and fear tightens my chest. Long, jagged teeth overlap the lower jaw, and it swipes me with its tail as it swims past. Mama always said I’d wind up alligator bait.
I thought this story, though only 101 words, had depth and intrigue.
Should’ve listened to his mom. Like it. Clever.
Love it! Very descriptive! Leaves the reader wanting more!!