For Mindlovesmisery’s Sunday Writing Prompt: “Take a walk“. Writing from another’s point of view.

Stepping out

We’re trying to get our steps in today. Mother thinks we’re too high too much and wants us to practice being more grounded. Silly mum, but we’re trying to humor her. Down to the beach, no shoes, keeping track. Step counters, we’ll walk all day…

 

Ooooo, what has my sis got? I am heading over. Dang! She ate it already! I don’t see anything in the water. Bit murky here.

 

 

Wait, but who is that? We agreed to walk, but if that one comes this way! No way! I am out of here.

 

 

Rats, mum is still watching. She’s got her fierce look on, don’t mess with her.

And look, people! And those awful four legs. It’s not that I’m scared, mind you, but their mouths give me the creeps. All those stalagmites in there. No smoothness and their faces have all those expressions!

And there goes dad, heading by, checking on us. Jeez.

Ok, ok, we’ll walk.