The Prince of My Heart

My feet sunk into the warm sand, I walked, stumbling a bit, my parents chuckled and I smiled a toothy grin at them. My eyes locked on the glistening water that flowed gently. I made my way to the water, enchanted by the sparkles.

My parents were taking photos of me, splashing in the water excitedly, then, I heard shouting, screams of horror, I turned around to see my parents lying in the lukewarm sand. I waddle out of the water, running towards them excitedly. Then stopped suddenly, the colour red filling my vision, the smell of human blood making my nose scrunch up in disgust.

I look at my parents and see blood trickling down their heads. I shake them, thinking they are playing a joke before a put my head on my mums chest, noticing that her heartbeat which I love to listen to, is stone cold, frozen in time, forgotten.

I start crying, my screams are heard and I see a women walk done the beach, she is old, with a vibe which makes me more scared. She sees the sight and gasps, getting out her phone and typing something.