The storm was a little faster then the elder had predicted. The waves smashed our wooden docks the wind carried young childern a distance. The shelter our little safehouse from these horrific storm the doors were broken. They could only be closed from the outside. A woman was handing down her new born baby into the shelter ready to sacrifice her life.
" Stop! I will seal the doors." I said with courage the woman thanked me as i stepped into the pelting rain. It took all of my strength to close the door but once I did. I was isolated from the people that had found me on the beach cared and nutured for me. maybe now it was time to return to my place of origin I thought. The wind became stronger knocking me off my feet i was being carried by the winds.
" Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" I yelled flying through the air. Then a piece of wood was Thrown at my head and I was unconsciouss.
Not to much later I found myself floating in the vast empty ocean. It was sunny not a cloud in the sky. The suns light reflecting off the beautiful blue ocean. My heard hurt. I wasn't surprised at the fact that I surrvived i was always different than humans. I was tougher , Stronger, And generally I made wierd things happen. In the distance I could see silhouette of an island on the horizion of blue. It was a long swim but probaly my only chance of survival. I started my long powerful strokes in the water. My names Olivio meaning the Beach child in my peoples language. Since that was where i was found when i was a baby.
After hours of swimming I arrived on the beach shore I crawled onto the beach exhausted and laid there panting. I looked into the beautiful blue sky as exhaustion drove me to sleep.