Billy was collecting shells that washed up on the shore. He looked harmless enough.
Jims options were limited and he did not like the fact that there were sea gulls flying overhead and might mistake him for a snack and gobble him up.
Jim ran as fast as he could to Billy. The sand shifting underneath his feet.
Jim stopped about 3 feet from Billy. He was bending over fingering thru shells that washed up on the beach.
Jim approached slowly at first then noticed he was spied by one of the sea gulls that was coming in for a quick snack. Jim ran as fast as he could. It was only seconds before he slammed inot the side of the young boys foot.
Knocking him on his back he looked up and saw the face of the 13 year old boy looking back at him.
Billy reached down grabbing Jim. "Cool, someone lost an action figure" His grip tightened around Jim as he let out a gasp.
Apparently Jim did not only shrink. As Billy tightened his grasp again, he felt Jims body compress in his fingers. Jim felt the pressure but no pain.
Jim shouted "Hey be careful!"
The boy startled at first just threw him into his bucket with the shells he collected. "THUMP"
Billy then sat on the sand looking in at his new find.
Jim began to yell to him and Billy pulled him out once more.
Jim explained the morning and asked the boy to help him. "Please, please, I cant stay like this."
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