The Treasure Box

 Mrs Patons part of story-The boy casually walked along the flawless sandy beach.As he strolled ,he observed the bright sun and cloudless sky above.The sun beamed onto the water,casting a sparkling shimmer,glinting as the rough sea moved in rythmic motions with the tide.Suddenly his eyes were drawn like a magnet to a shiny object in the sand .Eagerly ,he approached the object and stared in awe at a box....

My part of the story-The boy got on his knee's and tried to pick up the box but there was no sign of it moving .The boy kept on trying and trying and trying but the box just would not budge.It was far too heavy.The boy the decied he would try and push it.So the boy pushed and pushed and finally it moved.It was covered in sand and seaweed.It was wooden ,dusty and it had a large amount of water on it.It was a cuboid shape and  it had lots of bumps and holes in it.The box was as cold as an ice- cube.The box had a picture of an old oak tree.Around the tree were lots of jewels and  dimonds.It had all diffrent smells they changed every second.The first one that caught my attension was vanilla .It also smelt of a few more coffe,perfume and it also smelt like a old burnt candle.As the boy stared at the box he thought he would have another try at picking it up.This time the box seemed lighter so he was able to pick up the box he took the box over to the rocks were it wasn't so damp.He tried to open it but it just didn't want to .He though that mabye if he left it it might open like what happened when he tried to lift it.He waited a few minutes .Then he tried again.It was deffenetly not going to open.