Swimsuit Narrative

“Mom I’m going to the stream.” I called. “Adalyn do you have your swimsuit?” Mom asked. “Yes, I replied. I walked out the door as I snapped my locket shut. I started walking down our gravel road. I was glad that I had a tank top on. The summers can get pretty hot here in Florida. As I walked farther down the path the trees were starting to appear. I fingered my locket as I walked into the forest. I heard some birds cry off in the distance as the trees swayed with a light breeze. I had been walking for about five minutes when I started to hear the trickling of the river, and then he river came into view. I love walking in the river’s clear blue waters. You can see little fish swimming among the rocks and plants, and if you stand still they will come up to you. In the stream you can see all the way to the bottom, it's so clear. The plants tickle your feet as you get deeper, and the water gets cooler. I reached for my locket, snapped it open, then snapped it shut. I walked back to shore and pulled off my shorts, my swimsuit was underneath. Then I pulled off my tank top. After I had a quick snack I walked to the deeper side of the stream and dove into the water. My hair streamed out behind me as I did the breaststroke. I opened my eyes under the water as I swam to the shallow side. I walked until the water …show more content…
All I saw was more rocks, more seaweed , and more fish. Finally when I couldn’t hold my breath any longer I swam to the surface and gasped for air. Slowly I swam to the bank and put on my clothes. I ate an apple and started for home. When I got home mom was sitting on the porch. “Back home early?” Mom asked. “Mom I lost my locket!” I cried. “The locket I gave you?” Mom asked. “Yes.” I replied. “ Oh I’m sure it will turn up somehow.” She said. After that day I never went back to the stream. I don’t know why. Years later I asked myself that same