The End: What would have happened without the leprechaun

The End: What Would Have Happened Without the Leperchaun

James was walking on a beach on a sunny day. He saw a dark cave, and wanted to check it out. In there, he suddenly saw a moving light. He went towards it. When James came close, he saw a figure of a ghost. James gasped under his breath, and hid in a huge crack in the cave wall. He peeked out, and watched the figure. It was walking forward, but then if suddenly turned around and looked at James. It had blood red eyes. James pressed against the crack, hoping the figure hadn't seen him. He heard the thing making low moaning sounds. "Jaaaaaammmmmeeeeesssss" Oh, no! James thought. The figure knew my name! The figure peeked into the crack
James gasped, loudly this time. The feeling he had... it was unexplainable. He was in an icy, dark lake. He couldn't see the bottom, and he was drowning. James ducked under the water and swam toward the bottom. He felt like he HAD to go there. It was his mission. His number one priority. But he couldn't. As much as he swam, he couldn't reach it. Two feet, three feet, five feet, ten feet, twenty feet. He couldn't get there. Something grabbed him by the ankle, and started pulling him. Up, to the surface. James fought back. He wouldn't, he couldn't. He NEEDED to get to the bottom. The thing pulled him above the surface. James found himself staring right into the eye of the thing. They stared at him, almost hypnotizing.
Suddenly, he was back on the beach, but the cave had disappeared. The beach was full of people, and he was standing right in front of where he cave had been. James wondered if it was all a dream. But no, it couldn't be. He was drenched with water. Then again, he was standing quite close to the shore, and there were a lot of kids. One of them might have made a big splash and it hit him. No, James told himself. It can't be. But he had to know for sure
Tentatively, he reached out his hand. His hand hit air. James was sure that this was where the cave had been. Well now be knew that it hadn't turned invisible. He scoffed. Those things don't happen in real life. Only in fairy tales, like the ones that Lucy read.
Lucy was his annoying, bratty 7 year old little sister. She always bragged how smart she was, because most 7 year olds were in second grade, but she skipped a grade, so she was in third. James liked to joke about it to her. He said, Smart as an eight year old, really a seven year old, and acts like a four year old. Lucy was extremely sensitive to being the smallest in the family. If she hears anyone say, "little Lucy" or "Must be nice for Lucy to be the youngest", they better watch out. She was what some people call outgoing, but James calls attention-seeking. Her hobbies are the most possibly stupid things, according to James. They were: having her friends over practically EVERY SINGLE DAY, 'abusing' (in James' view) their pet guinea pig, Snickers, and annoying James and Savannah.
Savannah was their older sister. Whenever she talked to mom and dad, she called them by their first names (Melanie and Zack) because she thought it sounded "adult". James thought it was stupid. Mom and dad were mom and dad. She stayed in her room most of the day, facegabbing with her friends. James didn't actually see her much, since she went to high school and he went to middle school. She always rubbed it in his face, even though James didn't really care. He liked being the middle child. James had Lucy to pick on when he was bored, and Savannah told him stuff about high school sometimes, even though James was pretty sure about 70% of it wasn't true. Like when she told him that the teachers measure the homework when you leave the school at the end of the day. According to her, if you didn't have at least a pound of homework, you had to go ask your teacher for more. Every so once in a while, she tells him something useful, like where the best lockers are, or which cafeteria food is better or worse.
James shook his head. Why was be thinking about his sister at a time like this? He had to find his family. Looking around, he found Savannah suntanning on her Hawaii beach towel, talking to some random guy. After another few minutes of searching, he saw Lucy laughing and splashing in the waves. He watched as a wave came and go info her eyes, and she yelled out of pain. She looked around, and went back to playing. James smiled to himself. If Lucy saw James looking at her, she would've started sobbing. But James wasn't trying to find his sisters. Where were mom and dad?
Mom should be easy to find. She has natural red hair, and today she was wearing a yellow and orange bathing suit. His dad had blonde hair, with a spike at the front. His mom always talked about it to his dad. "It looks so childish! Or like a gangster. You should get rid of it". But his dad always insisted that the spike was a part of him, and if he cut it off, he would feel like he would never be whole again (James was sure Lucy got her drama from dad). Where was his dad? Just two days ago, he bought red swim trunks with white flowers all over them. Why couldn't James find them?
He walked over to Savannah. "Where's mom and dad?" The guy talking with Savannah eyed James and walked away. "Thanks a lot, J!"(Savannah also had a habit of calling people by their first letter. James wondered what would happen if she was talking to people name Carly, Christine, and Caelie. How would they know who Savannah was talking too?) "You made Mark leave!" James stuck his tongue out at her. "Who is he, your boyfriend?" Savannah glared at him, "Shut up! Why'd you come here in the first place?" James spotted his mom out of the corner of his eye just then. He answered quickly, "Nevermindgottogoseeyoulater" and jogged to his mom.
Yet, the closer he got, the harder it was to see her. Finally, when he got to her, he stuck out his hand and it went right through her. Grains of sand pricked his skin. What was that? James wondered. His mom made out of sand? He turned to head back, and immediately tripped on a rock and promptly fell face first into the sand. He got up... And closed his eyes. Open... Nope. Still there. He closed his eyes again. When he had gotten up from the sand, he was in a spaceship looking at Earth. And an alien was waving at him. James tentatively opened one eye, then the other. Now he knew he was crazy. This time he was as small as a termite, and was looking at a colony of ants. They all faced him. Out of fear, James closed his eyes again. He tasted something crunchy in his teeth. Like sugar, without the good taste. James was lying face down in the sand still. How...???
He needed go loosen his brain up. Lucy was still splashing in the waves, and he joined her. Maybe that would help. It was probably all the stress from school getting to him. James probably would've thought differently if he had seen the figure, alien, and an ant watching him behind a sand dune...