Three islands

Date: 3/21/2021

There were three islands. We were on a field trip in PE and I had remembered that my great grandma had died on Easter Island (the furthest island) when she was laying in the grass. We took a boat back to the middle island where our school was and when I went to the last island where my home was, it was Halloween. There was a scary figure running at me in the street full of fog. I ended up going back to Easter Island where my friends were. As we were making our way back through Easter Island, I saw a figure. Someone said it was a shark and I said no, that’s a narwhal. Another one showed up, but it had the face of a seahorse. I didn’t pet it because I was skeptical and I was right. The person next to me who pet the seahorse thing got swallowed whole by it. I felt the sliminess of the outside of its mouth as it devoured the person next to me.