A Creative Story : A Story Of A Narrative Story

     The herring wasn’t to be found in the first aisle; it seemed to be dedicated primarily to breads and other baked goods. I moved onto the next aisle where my friends were already. Catching up to my friends who were scouring the racks and shelves for cookies and crackers find nothing that suited their fancy. “Did you find the fish?” I asked the girls, Mary shook her no signaling they didn’t find the fish.

He ran to his parents’ room and jumped on their bed, screaming “Wake up! Wake up! We have to go now!”

She was as worried as anyone would be. She didn't know if she could do this. "What if the shark is still there". She thought to herself. Then when she went into the water she wasn't worried anymore. "I am not

"Not much" He replied. My mother angled herself peeking around to see what was going on.

She looked up at one of the biggest waves and just sighed at the look of it. "Yeah, Dad, we practiced all right... At lower tides.". She picked up her board (Which seemed heavier from all the anxiety) and lunged into the stampeding ocean. She spat out some salty water that had entered her mouth and began to paddle deeper into the vast sea. Her eyes launched side-to-side as she'd learned to use great caution while doing this. She searched for a couple of minutes before seeing the perfect wave. She turned her board around and began to push her surfboard rapidly forward. The wave picked her board up and before she knew it, she was above it. Amber carefully got up and stood on the board as the tide slowly decreased in height. Her confidence was boosted, As though she felt like she was on top of the world! Amber felt the warm breeze of air brush through her face as she smiled with delight. However, this feeling will not last long. Soon after this happened, Amber placed her foot on the wrong spot and slipped into the iciness bellow her. Amber began to panic and she now bloodshot eyes was trying to look for a way back up.

She started studying all about the whales and worked so hard. She started taking classes to get into the company and kept talking about how she was going to do that. Her teacher told her,” You’re going to do great on the exam soon, you are going to join those kids who are working with whales right now.”

He stumbles out his old, blue chair and runs. The thing roars. The choking, heart stopping roar echoes in Shi's sensitive ears. He hides in the bathroom. Shi waits with his breath held as The Sleeper walks to his door.

Swimmy is the only tiny black fish in a school of red fish. Swimmy lives in the deep sea along other creatures. One day a giant tuna fish comes along and eats his brothers and sisters. The fish who is now sad and lonely swims through the sea and along his journey sees other creatures of the sea like beautiful rainbow fish, lobsters who walked like robots and eels with long tails. As he swims through the sea he sees a school of fish just like his own hiding in the shade of rocks and weeds. As he asks them to come out and explore the sea with him they tell him that they are too scared of the gigantic fish. Swimmy soon comes up with a genius plan to overcome the gigantic fish.

Missy overlooked her mother, father and sister swimming in the waves but she was scared. She felt like she would sink and drown in those big powerful waves. All of her family was hunting and having fun but she was missing out because she was so afraid of the waves. Her mother and father wanted to leave this stretch of ocean near the bay and expand out to new places

“Pack yourself in the car, It’s time to go.” My mother calls to me. I should stand up and get going, but I can’t bring myself to leave here. It's one of the earliest mornings in Mexico Beach, Florida with sticky, tacky air, and the sun wakes up and slowly ascends into its rightful place in the sky. The pooling waves of melting iron and molten gold streak across the sky, mixing with the purest cotton clouds. The faint purples drain from the sky, retiring for the day as the kindest yellows run, painting everything in their wake. I stand knee deep in the water, the waves lapping around me telling me to come deeper, urging me to come into the waves. Looking at the never ending ocean, I know that I will remember this beach, and cherish the memories

“What did she say?” my mother questioned me as she help me up off the sandy shore.

Sophie thinks about the snorkeling trip she took, and the data she got that could save the coral reefs. She was scared to present the idea to the room of scientists until Sam came up to her. He gave her confidence to walk up to the podium and present her research, which the scientists

The menacing fish in the photo looks as if she is about to eat all the eggs in her mouth. The elusive creature has just emerged from her hiding place on the rocky ocean floor. She stares up at the camera from dark, black, bubble shaped eyes. Her face is smooth and scale-less, like a naked mole rat's skin. The fish’s mouth is so large, filled with fifty or more tiny sharp teeth that point in every direction. Just behind the row of teeth there are hundreds of marble sized fish eggs, delicately cradled in the space of the bass’s cheeks; However, they will be the monster’s lunch, swallowed in one big gulp. Why hasn’t she eaten the eggs yet? Instead waiting for the camera to snap a photo of her. The fish looks as if she is posing for the photographer,

Once upon a time, there were three little clown fish that lived under the sea in an exciting community near their friends. All of the fish decided what to make their homes out of; coral, rocks, and an anemone. It was late in the day when two of the clown fish had already finished setting up their house. They were taunting their sibling since he was still cleaning out his anemone. After they were done taunting because he wasn't paying attention, they started to sing while swimming back to their own neighborhood. Little did they know, The Big Bad Fish was swimming after them. The clownfish noticed and swam away as fast as they could, screaming. It was an ocean chase when the two siblings finally got back to their houses. They both were hiding

So Lynnde was still being very cautious like she always is, but she did go a little ways away from her dad. There are a lot of boats that drive by the beach, and most of the time the cause big waves at the beach. Everyone love to be in the water at the times when the waves come. They always get knocked around and they always have a lot of fun except one time. Lynnde didn’t have her life jacket on at the time and she was swimming farther away than she thought. Mom yelled to Lynnde, “You better come closer to the shore!”