Mrs Paton wrote a story and we finished it off.

Mrs Paton's

The boy elegantly walked along the perfect glistening beach. As he wandered, he observed the shiny sun and clouds nowhere to be seen in the sky above. The sun shone onto the water, casting a sparkly shimmer, glinting as the wild sea moved in constant motions with the tide. Suddenly his eyes were drawn like a magnet to a bright visible object in the sand.

My story after Mrs Paton

It was made of wood and metal and it was engraved with beautiful patterns. It had a metal padlock and rope handles on either side. It was not too beautiful at some parts as high tides must have made it crash down below. Eagerly the boy bent down to pick up the box it was not that heavy it was not too big either. Whilst picking it up he began to smell sicky sea water and rotten wood. oh how it was disgusting! It was fousty and damp the boy didnt want to touch it but he had too. He didn't know why he just did. He picked it up with difficulty as it was slimy, sandy, gritty wet and uncomfortably bumpy. The boy placed it on a huge rock just next to the shore. He tried to open it. It would not budge. He tried again and again he finally gave up. He sat for 10 minutes trying to figure out what to do with the box. All he could hear was the sound of waves crashing down like thunder, the wind blowing in his face. He could not think of anything. 

When he was just about to give up he once again saw a bright shimmer coming from halfway across the beach he thought about not going to get it as it might just be another box but then again what else could he do on this boring but beautiful beach. He jogged over not knowing what mysterious object he would find. He reached the destination were he had seen the distant glimmer. He was disapointed to find that nothing was there. He looked harder into the wild sea as it roared. He saw it again the glimmer so bright this time. Then he saw it, another box. He was very, very disapointed and he went and got the box from the edge of the sea. He took it over to a rock much smaller than the rock before. This time he could actually open it. Inside was a beautifully decorated key very much the same as the first box. Then he got it, the key was his chance to find out what was in the first box. He inserted the key into the box and finally he heard a click. The lid of the box opened and "snip"! The boy screamed in pain. Inside was actually a crab. He had spent all that time for nothing.