The tree's crack was starting to widen. Sandy could feel herself moving and rattling as she started wiggling!
The season is now changing. The hot rays are starting to melt all the snow and ice. Crash, bang, splash! She is now riding the turns and curves of a river.
It now looked like a stream. She decided that this rest was nice after being thrown around in the water and worn down into a more smooth and rounded Sandy.
Before she could understand, she was thrown away from her resting space and sucked into the salty ocean water. The rocks smashed and pounded against each other. Bit by bit, Sandy got broken down into smaller pieces from all the actions. She is now a tiny grain of sand.