Creative Short Story
Uploaded by esalihm on May 31, 2006
[size=18:578aea9243]MY STRANGE HOLIDAY
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After a great year of school, full of success and high grades it was time to go on and have a little bit of rest. That year I decided to spend the holiday with my friends and enjoying the sea. I thought it would be awfully nice. The plane took off one week later as planned. When we landed in the island it was getting dark. The movement of water was clear and it made a relaxing sound. There was some curtain like fog near the tops of the mountains looking far away on the horizon. The shore looked peaceful with the mystery of the forest right behind it. After taking our baggages we headed to the hotel that we were going to be staying in for the next two weeks. It was a small one beside the forest near the other end of the island and the shore. Our room was not very big and decorated with traditional knickknacks. The servant came and asked if we needed anything. We were so tired to give any reasonable answers. So we said no and went to the beds to have a deep sleep after a tiring flight of three hours. It was fun though, with friends and all that stuff. I had a dream that I could not clearly remember probably because of extreme tiredness. The next morning, we all woke up with the sunlight going in and dazzling our eyes from the wide window. The sea looked lovely. It was beautiful. The sunshine, boats, people fishing and perhaps making morning trips just seemed like in a manner toa please the ones who looked at them. It was about ten o’clock when we went downstairs, actually to the big balcony for breakfast. We ate like monsters in the breakfast because we did not have time to eat very much yesterday. All the preparation took three of four hours. Nevertheless, we were there and enjoying our holiday. I had some play cards with me. It was one of our greatest time spending methods besides going off for a trip. We also liked swimming very much. The two friends of ours knew how to surf. They had their boards with them and were very eager to do some because of the wind air and wavy sea. One afternoon George came and asked:
- Would you like to do some surf? The sea...