Sorrow At The Beach

Sorrow At The Beach

  • WpView
    Reads 3
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
WpMetadataReadOngoing12m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 8, 2020
When 17 year old Jess and her youth group go on their annual beach camping trip, everything started off great.The weather was perfect and the waves were beautiful. The food was good for once, and she even remembered to put on sunscreen! Better yet, a certain someone had started taking interest in her. But everything changed when disaster struck. Everything she was about to gain and had gained was taken from her in one night. How could someone be so cruel? How was she ever too move on?
(CC) Attribution-NoDerivs
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • When your lost you can always be found
  • TWO WORLDS ONE CHOICE
  • Logan
  • The bad boy and the Lolita
  • Runaways- Runaways 1
  • Camp Crystal ~ Jaden Walton
  • The Connor and Jessica chronicles book one : The long way home
  • Jesse's Girl (COMPLETE)
  • Enemies or-Jaden Walton

Isabella hates God. Okay, HATE is a strong word. But its true. Isabella is a 17 year old rebel. She defies her parents and wont go to Church with them or even pray. She drinks. clubs Gets home late Sleeps around. Until one day, a chance trip and the meeting of one annoying hunk and a hot Israelin, Will she be able to turn around? Isabella is lost, Will she be found? Hello Isabella, "Hello pastor," I smile as we perform our signature handshake. "You sure have changed," he comments, "I've heard some horrible things but I always said no, that cant be my Isabella. Its not right?" I look away. He takes a pamphlet out of his briefcase and hands it to me. "Think about it," he says before walking into his office. I walk out of the Church hurrying so no one will see me. I scan the pamphlet. -Leadership camp, trip to Israel- Oh hell no. I throw it into the nearest trash can. A few seconds later I run back and get it back. Little did I know, this small action saved my life...

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines