Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 115

“Three, two, one, GO!” shouted Huiling and she started running.
The others also started running at their full speed facing straight to the wall. They crashed into the wall, but it didn’t
have the slightest crack in it. They looked at Huiling in confusion, wondering why the wall didn’t break.
“Okay, let's try the other wall,” said Huiling feeling embarrassed pointed to the other side, “Three, two, one, GO!”
The women ran into the wall as fast as they could. They felt themselves crash into the wall and fall on their faces onto
a rough, sandy surface. It took a few seconds for Huiling to realise that they were lying on a beach and that there were
splinters of wood scattered everywhere. She turned around and saw an enormous boat with a large hole on the side.
“Can’t believe we’re outta there!” screamed Chen with her eyes bursting with excitement.
“Yes,” agreed one of the women, “But where are we?”
Huiling looked around and thought that the beach was quite familiar, in fact she remembered playing in it before. She
squinted her eyes and saw emerald green mountains and calm willow trees in