Guest Blog Post – Under the Surface

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I want to share a wonderful story, written by my 11 year-old niece. I’m so impressed by her creative and descriptive writing. This is a short story and a worthy read! Enjoy!

Prompt- You and your two best friends are sitting by a river. Someone comes up with an idea and you have to decide if you want to do it or not.

I toss a rock into the loud, babbling river known as Sydney Creek. One of my best friends, Kaya laughs and pokes me, then points at my other best friend, Kailey. She’s wiping water off her face. I laugh just as Kailey reaches her hand into the water and splashes me and Kaya. Kaya coughs and spits out water. silvercreek“That got in my mouth!” She exclaims. “Sucks to be you.” I say. “I only got water on my shir-,” I get cut off as Kaya picks me up and throws me into the lukewarm water of Sydney Creek.

I land on my rear end, laughing. I look up at Kaya and Kailey, who are laughing so hard their faces have turned cherry red. “Kaaaya!” I whine, drawing out the a. “Kaseyyy!” She responds, mocking me. “Help me out.” I try to command her, but instead of helping me out of the water, she just stares at me. After a few seconds of staring at each other, I give up and rise to my feet, water pouring off my soaked shirt and shorts. Grinning devilishly, I walk onto the riverbank and grab one of Kaya’s hands. “What are you doing, Kasey?” She asks, suspicion rising in her voice. “This.” I tell her as I yank her into the clear water. As Kaya splashes into the water, I turn to Kailey, a malicious smirk dancing across my face. “No, no, no, no!” she shrieks as I grab her arms and  pull her into the water. I smile, but it disappears as quickly as a shadow in the night would as Kaya and Kailey each grab one of my legs and pull them out from underneath me. I land of my rear end for the second time today, my feet digging into the sandy river bottom.

“We should walk the river.” Kailey suggests. “It would be something to do I guess.” I say. “I’m down.” Kaya says, shrugging. “Let’s go then.” Kailey exclaims. We all stand up, the water lapping at our lower thighs. I shuffle my feet in the soft sand beneath me. The crystal clear water around Kailey, Kaya, and me becomes clouded  as we all start walking, shuffling our feet to keep our balance against the current.

After a little while, we stop and take a break. I look around, inspecting the lush, green forest around us, it’s trees casting shadows, and it’s bushes dipping the very tips of their branches into the river.feet in creek I take in a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air, the scent of pine hinted but not fully there, and look down at the water. At first it looks fine, the sand having settled back down. But with further examination, I realize the water is tinted red with blood, right next to Kaya’s leg. “Kaya…” I say, trying not to sound worried. I don’t want to freak anyone out. “What?” She asks me warily. “Why is there blood by your leg?” I ask her cautiously. “Are you seriously trying that again?” Kailey asks me, knowing that I’ve pulled that trick on her and Kaya before. “No, I’m serious! Look!” I exclaim, a little irritated. Kaya looks down at the water by her leg, and sure enough, there’s blood. She dances away, but the blood follows her. feet in creek2“You probably got a cut or something. It’s no big deal.” Kailey says, shrugging it off. “Yeah, I got a cut on my leg. No big deal.” Kaya mutters, making me laugh. “You know that’s not what I meant.” Kailey replies. I shush them, not wanting to deal with their bickering. They simultaneously shush me back. I mutter something not-so-nice, and look down at the water. I see a flash of white by my feet, but within the blink of an eye, it’s gone.”Guys, I just saw something in the wate-,” I get cut off by my own shrill, early 1900s Hollywood horror movie worthy scream as something with sharp, razor-like teeth, and a huge mouth clamps down on my leg, and I am pulled underwater, a look a shock and pure terror frozen on my face forever.


  1. Thank you so much for posting this! It really gives people a chance to see the works of a creative 11 year old that has access to a pencil and paper. I really hope everyone who reads it likes it!!


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