Washed Away- Chapter 3 by LostCarnivor, literature
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Washed Away- Chapter 3
A tranquil night, a peaceful thinking environment. The huge jungle tree branches swayed and brushed against one another in the wind, the stars shone almost as brightly as the waxing moon. Distantly he heard the gentle lapping of ocean water being pushed up on shore, washed up items from the sea being placed on land once again. As Mark listened to the outside activity, he sat on his knees, looking through a single pane of glass. The room he was in had a door that was a faded purple, being brightened by the moon light shining thought the window, spilling a trail of milky silver light directly onto the door. To the right of the door in a corner,
Washed Away- Chapter 2 by LostCarnivor, literature
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Washed Away- Chapter 2
Chapter 3 (not available yet)
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Everyone in the other room had gone silent. Mark pressed his back against the wall a bit harder, hoping me would disappear. His heart beat pounded in his ears and his breathing sounded loud and out of place in the silent tree house.
After the long pause, the older guy who had yelled out "Mayla" spoke up.
"What do you mean he's missing? We only found him about a few hours ago." The floor boards creaked, "Blade, Sasha, take May to her room. The rest of you help me search around the area for the," he paused for a bit. "Sea boy..."
After Mark had heard him say those words, the place once again exploded with
Washed Away- Chapter 1 by LostCarnivor, literature
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Washed Away- Chapter 1
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The water crashed on the boys face and pulled him under. He gripped the planks that struggled to stay afloat below him, and he resurfaced. Gasping for air he cried out for help, in return he got a loud, heart shuddering roar of thunder, that was heard over the waves of water and the pattering of rain hitting the salty sea water. The terrified child not dared to open his eyes, his feelings where drowning him just as much as the water was. He was scared, frustrated, stressed, depressed, and wanted nothing more then to get away from everything and everyone he had known.
Suddenly another wave crashed over his head and the water pulled him d
Washed Away- Chapter 3 by LostCarnivor, literature
Literature
Washed Away- Chapter 3
A tranquil night, a peaceful thinking environment. The huge jungle tree branches swayed and brushed against one another in the wind, the stars shone almost as brightly as the waxing moon. Distantly he heard the gentle lapping of ocean water being pushed up on shore, washed up items from the sea being placed on land once again. As Mark listened to the outside activity, he sat on his knees, looking through a single pane of glass. The room he was in had a door that was a faded purple, being brightened by the moon light shining thought the window, spilling a trail of milky silver light directly onto the door. To the right of the door in a corner,
Washed Away- Chapter 2 by LostCarnivor, literature
Literature
Washed Away- Chapter 2
Chapter 3 (not available yet)
----
Everyone in the other room had gone silent. Mark pressed his back against the wall a bit harder, hoping me would disappear. His heart beat pounded in his ears and his breathing sounded loud and out of place in the silent tree house.
After the long pause, the older guy who had yelled out "Mayla" spoke up.
"What do you mean he's missing? We only found him about a few hours ago." The floor boards creaked, "Blade, Sasha, take May to her room. The rest of you help me search around the area for the," he paused for a bit. "Sea boy..."
After Mark had heard him say those words, the place once again exploded with
Washed Away- Chapter 1 by LostCarnivor, literature
Literature
Washed Away- Chapter 1
---
The water crashed on the boys face and pulled him under. He gripped the planks that struggled to stay afloat below him, and he resurfaced. Gasping for air he cried out for help, in return he got a loud, heart shuddering roar of thunder, that was heard over the waves of water and the pattering of rain hitting the salty sea water. The terrified child not dared to open his eyes, his feelings where drowning him just as much as the water was. He was scared, frustrated, stressed, depressed, and wanted nothing more then to get away from everything and everyone he had known.
Suddenly another wave crashed over his head and the water pulled him d