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Young Writers Project: The Note

The latest selection in the Young Writers Project is The Note by sixth grader Abhi Dodgson in South Hero.

The Note
By Abhi Dodgson
Grade Six, Homeschool, South Hero

I was walking along the beach on Cape Cod when I noticed a blue glass bottle that had just washed up on the sand. I picked it up and saw a note inside. I tried to pull it out but it was at the bottom of the bottle. I stared at it and got an idea. I brought the bottle up on the porch of our house and dropped it. It didn't break. I looked around, grabbed a stick and poked around inside the bottle. I used it to drag the note up the side. I unfolded the note and read it. It said: 

2 cups of saltwater

3 tablespoons of sand

1/2 teaspoon of sugar

Well, that's weird, I thought. Maybe it's a good recipe? I ran down to the beach, got the sand and and dumped it in a bowl.  I ran to get some ocean water and then I went inside. My sister (still half asleep) stomped down the stairs.

"What on earth are you doing?" she snapped.

"Making something," I replied.

She glared at me and went back upstairs. I put the sugar in and stirred. Then I poured the revolting mixture down my throat. It tasted like seaweed and dead fish. My insides churned like boiling lava. I closed my eyes and threw up all over the stove. I gasped.

Then things started to change. Suddenly, a flipper shot out from where my arm used to be. Another flipper erupted from my other side. I felt myself shrinking. I tried to scream, but it came out as a screeching bark. I felt huge whiskers brushing my cheeks. A tail flipper appeared where my legs used to be. I turned gray and found myself lying on the floor. I butted the door open and flopped onto the deck. I toppled down the stairs and onto the beach.

I saw another seal coming out of the water. She stared at me and said, "So, you've come at last."

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