We have been writing stories about the Cursed beach. Do you like my story?
When I got closer I saw an angler fish. It was not dead. I ran home and put it in a glass bowl filled with water and then left. I went back to the cursed beach with my scuba gear. I dove into the waves and down into the depths.
The water pressure was getting dangerous when I saw a giant green tentacle in a cave. The water was green over there so I stayed away from it. The tentacle moved out of the cave and looked at me. It was a sewer monster. It threw barrels of nuclear waste at me. I ducked and then a narwhal came out of nowhere and stabbed the sewer monster in the middle of its body. Its tentacles fell to the side. It was dead.
I swam to the surface and ran home. Everyday I went to the Cursed Beach I saw the narwhal, waiting for me. We played together and I threw a ball for it. I named it horn and it is the best narwhal in the world.
The End. Do you like my story?