Sebastian P
Sebastian's writing is full of atmosphere and he likes to include mystery. This is good - you don't need to tell everything in a story.
The baby inside the stroller was wailing. The woman forced the wheels of the pram to move and smiled apologetically to people who passed her. Arriving outside her caravan at Ocean Park, where everyone else was spending their vacation, she changed the angle she was facing and climbed the stairs backwards, pulling the stroller up the steps. She turned into the vehicle that was their temporary home. She pulled the infant out of the pram and cradled the child in her arms. Humming softly, the mother smiled a smile of pure joy as the baby’s eyes dropped and he silenced his bawling. Placing him in his crib, she filled a glass with water, fell onto a chair and released a sigh of relief. Taking a short look around the van she noticed her husband was out. Grateful for this respite, her eyelids grew heavy and she fell asleep.
She was woken by the baby’s loud squeals. Heaving her exhausted body out of the chair, she went over to the crib and stopped. Somebody was holding her child. Moving his neck, he looked at her with a saddening smile. She breathed again as a wave of recognition washed over her. Her husband spoke.
‘Honey we need to leave.’
Confusion gripped her as she answered, ‘Why?’
‘Because,’ he whispered as he silenced the child, ‘they might come back.’
Sebastian P
