Mr.Sandman, Chapter 6(6) Lonesome Nights are OverThe suspense was worth killing. My mind on little else, I attacked the computer.I Googled Nyles on the internet and after two pages, I got an article from the Miami Herald with the picture of him in swimming trunks and goggles on his forehead.I double clicked on it and gaped. It was him, caught in photography, coming out of a pool and leaning forward to receive a medal.I made the image smaller and went back to the article, reading.Raine Nyles, age:18100 free record holder: 1:15:72And Captain of Brickell High Schools Swim Team says,The teams support is important un
Mr.Sandman, Chapter 4(4) Bring Me a DreamI was knee deep in chlorine filled pool water infested by dead insects.The hot dog in my hand was dry and tasteless and my yellow shorts were already stained with the darker yellow of mustard. My jaw was hardened and my eyes were shielded by thick sunglasses.I told you the burger was a better idea. Natalie sighed, shoving in the rest of her hot dog into her mouth.I looked up to the sun and squinted purely for effect. I would have preferred ice cream.So would I, but the one your mom has is sugar free and taste like sweetened sand!You dont have to eat the damn thing