Write Your Name In The Sand Novels & Stories

I say, he cheers happily running around the room. "I'll be outside Yasmin" my dad smiles walking out the door and down the hall, as Justin comes over with a crayon in his hands. "I have an idea but you can't tell anyone," he says taking my hand walking over to the wall "write your name," he says handing me the crayon. I as neatly as possible write my name, Justin does the same writing next to mine. "Yasmin and Justin" In red crayon. The flashback ends bringing me back to the room, where I turn to look at Justin.

"You know Logan, I suck at making sandcastles---" "You're not doing it alone." A small smile played on his lips as his grip on my hands tightened. Lifting my fingers up delicately, he dabbed the wet sand on the half-made tower. "Here- above this solid base. It's soft here, we need to make it hard."

The waves clashing and the currents fluctuating. We had our own share of fun on the beach, splashing water against each other, running around the beach, drawing a heart shape and writing our names in the middle and finally took pictures to preserve the memories of this day. “Do you want to head back home now?” Bran gently asked as we both sat on the sand, his right hand gently on my cheek. “A few more minutes, I want to stare at the sunset for a few more minutes,” I said and turned my gaze to the sunset.

He squatted on the sand and gathered the sand with his hands and started molding it. “Ewww…. What are you doing?” “Making sandcastle. Didn’t you want to make one? I am just showing you.” Mr. Roy said and got busy making the sandcastle. The cool and smooth texture of the sand made him want to touch the sand again and again. He felt all his worries and stress seep away. He didn’t even care that they would be spotted and caught. Myra stood there watching him with a confused expression. Wrick squatted in front of Mr. Roy and followed him step by step.

Even the climate is cool despite the rising sun. Lanasia is our guide. The longer we walk on these sands, the more annoying it is when our shoes accumulate dust. We have to take off our shoes to shake off the sands. That's when I got an idea for faster travel. Matheo and I shifted into big wolves and the rest will take the ride. My only passenger is Dandeline and Acro, and I'm proud to serve. I raced with Matheo until the night came, the time for us to rest in the middle of these vast sands.

My fingers shake a bit. Then I type: My name is Dorothy Rain. And I survived myself. I hit save.

ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ sᴀɴᴅ, ᴄʜᴇᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʙʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ

Now, I really love to erase his lips from his face. "You really are inside U. And, you are next to S." He replied while displaying his teeth and dimple, and then drew on the air the letters, which made me look at him with my eyebrows met in unrest. And, he emphasized the spot that I am standing on, where he has written on the sand using his feet the phrase, HELP US! Then, I just rolled my eyes at him with my unimpressed face before I left him standing on his S.

His thick brows furrowed like I just said something ridiculous. “I’m not a child anymore…” he hissed and snubbed me. I chuckled because this is what I expected of him. of course, a grown man would ignore what I said. “No one said that only children can play, though.” I swayed my body like I am dancing through the wind just to catch his attention. He looked at me again, so I stopped. “Whatever,” he said coldly so I smiled in triumph because I know he did agree to me! I crouched my body to feel the sand. I let him watch me while I do that. I mold the sand in my hand and make a simple square using the fine sand.

I exclaimed, my eyes wide with excitement. The sound of the waves rising and falling was melodious as the raced to the seashore and retreated back, the leaves on the trees danced to the music of the wind, the sky was clear and the atmosphere calm. I take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the sea. "THE SAND IS PINK!" I yelled, my eyes dropping to the ground. Dropping to my knees, I started scooping it up in my hand, watching as it falls through my fingers.