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Narrative Narrative Story
Alena was floating on her tube in the calm Hawaiian water. It was Saturday her favorite day of the week. This wasn’t because there was no school it was because it was the day that she got her first dog, his name is Bear. Alena loves him with all her heart every square inch except for 2 one for her mom and one for her dad. As she was floating on her tube she was thinking about those autumn nights back in Maine when they would play tag and bond like a real family. They would do this every single night in spring and fall until one day her dad drown and was never seen again.
“Alena come for a swim” her cousin yelled up toward her tube. “Nah I’m good” she responded. As she started to drift off to sleep something shimmering caught her eye then…. …show more content…
Then I realized that I was the one that they were out to get. They wanted to get me so they had no one that could release my father. A tear suddenly ran down my cheek instead of falling it floated way up. Sabah realized that I was upset so she told me that she would give me a makeover to make me look like one of the people here. When she had finished I looked like a whole different person I had raven colored hair, freckles, and I was not anymore wearing a bathing suit I was wearing a blue top with white lace and black pants (something I would never wear.) But I thanked her and headed toward a smoothie hut. She begged me not to go but I refused. As I was walking away I heard that same scream then the cage shut. I hurried to follow the noise until I got completely lost all that was in front of me was darkly colored seaweed that seemed to go for miles and miles. All I remember after that is that some large dark creature came and said,”WHO ARE YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!”I was so startled I couldn’t speak so I fell just fell straight on the seaweed. He just grabbed my dead weight and pulled me across the ocean floor. When I woke up I was faced with someone who looked somewhat like a sea king. It was just then I realized that was King Teha! I saw a cage behind
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