It was the weird salty smell in the air that did it.

I finally felt home sick.

Everything in New York had smelled like smog. Now all I could smell was the salt in the air.

It did nothing but remind me that I wasn't home anymore.

My new home was a tiny wooden death trap that looked like the first strong wind would make it come crashing down…… on top of me.

Sure the shack had a small look of grace to it but it didn't look like it would hold.

I sighed.

What was so beautiful about this place anyways?

I turned to take in my surroundings and almost fell over when I saw it.

The sea.

I mean I had heard it was beautiful but it truly sparkled.

I had to shade my eyes from the glare of the sun.

Any water we had outside in New York was brown and not pretty.

This water was a mix between green and a light blue.

I couldn't help but gape, this almost made up for moving.

Almost.

I glanced down at my bags; did I really have to unpack now?

All I wanted to do was race down to the water that looked like shimmering gems. I frowned and turned back to my bags,

hmmm.

Out of the corner of my eye the sea continued to sparkle and before I knew it I was sprinting to the sea.

Which was probably not the brightest idea since just before the soft, white sand was….. small sharp thorns.

It was all I could do not to scream.

Falling forward I found myself on the lovely sand that somehow found a way to get into my mouth.

As I spewed out sand I tried not to cry when I looked at the tiny thorns oozing tiny streams of blood on my feet.

Believe me I was no wimp but look at my luck.

I cursed at the sea that moments ago had my eyes sparkling. Flinching I pulled at the tiny thorns still encrusted in my feet.

When I finally managed to pull the last thorn I noticed the spots of blood on the sand and call me crazy but it made me smirk knowing I had ruined some of the perfection this place shone forth.

Walking on my heels I limped down to the water to clean off my cuts, not knowing my mistake before it was too late. All I was anticipating was the cool water to clear away the blood but of course there was that darn salt.

Cursing I kneeled down to finish the job, the damage was already done. I winced as I rubbed my feet clearing them of the blood and leaving trails of tiny red scratches.

Boy did this day just keep getting better and better.

After awhile of sitting there contemplating just how idiotic I was sometimes, I turned to the horizon and gasped.

it was beautiful.

Every color seemed to mix into toward the sun as it slowly started its decent.

Somehow watching the sun go down kept my mind from the slowly fading pain. Smiling I got up and glanced at the water, maybe it wasn't so bad moving here. You sure didn't get to see anything like that in New York.

As I straightened I listened and for once there was silence. Not that New York didn't have its perks but it didn't have silence.

Slowly making my way back to the shac-

I mean home, I heard a small splash.

Turning I caught sight of a quick flash of light on the water and then nothing.

Strange.

If that was a fish it was huge.

I continued to walk quickly putting the scene out of my mind. It was only when I got back to the shack did I see my unattended bags and groan. Now I'd have to unpack and all I felt like doing was toppling over into a small coma until morning.

Over the next hour I slowly unpacked, doing a wonderful job might I add. The doors of the dressers were overflowing but as far as I was concerned I was unpacked.

I quickly put on a pair of fuzzy pjs and jumped into bed only to find that the silence that had seemed so sweet was utterly and totally annoying.

I lay there in bed waiting to be overtaken by sleep and thinking about how my day had gone.

It was only when I slowly drifted off did I think about how I hadn't hobbled home, maybe that water was magical after all.

I was walking,

why was the ground so squishy??

I looked down into the death white sand until I heard a splash and glanced up.

A fin?

Walking to the water I wondered…..

why wasn't I getting wet??

The water was up to my knees and I didn't feel anything….

Looking toward the spot where I thought I heard the splash I saw a flicker of movement.

What was it??

I peered down and my eyes widened when I realized that the creature I was looking at was --

Gasping for air I woke up and peeked around, this room didn't look right then It dawned on me, I was in the shack.

A/N: just something i came up with tell me how you like it. I'll try to have another chapter tomorrow. ((((=