“Summer”
All there was was water, everywhere.
Summer to many people is the word that gives them so much joy. No school, no work, no stress. It supposed to be the time you get to relax and get away from everything. I, on the other hand, wasn’t able to do so.
This past summer my family decided to go to the beach, as all families probably do. It’s just that it happened to be during the time that the beach wasn’t the best place to be at due to the stormy weather. The first day we got to the beach it was too windy to even get close to the water. The wind would pick up the sand and blow it towards us, it was like needles stabbing every square inch of our bodies. On the second day the sun decided to come out. It still wasn’t the best weather it …show more content…
We got to the soft, sand that wasn’t burning my feet like it usually does. I had gotten in the water and it was cold, as I thought it would be, but I still didn’t mind. I didn't like to stay towards the front because that is where the waves break. So I went past it. Everything was fine. I made sure not to go too far and I didn't. My logic was to stay in line with the other people around me. I could hear the lifeguards blowing their whistles to warn people not to go too far and wondered how and why they would. I got out of the water. Everything was fine. Until later the lifeguard’s whistle was for me.
My cousin had come right after I got out of the water, and she asked if I would go in again with her. I hesitated but ended up saying yes. We went in the water to around the same place in which I was last time. We were there for a while just having the time of our lives. My cousin told me that she thought we were far enough, and I listened so we stayed there. From that moment is where everything I remember starts becoming …show more content…
But I didn't realize that by that point it wasn't my choice to stop moving. The currents were pulling me in and I was getting farther and farther away from her. I had noticed my feet were no longer touching the ground. When a wave came by, my feet were lifted and I couldn't feel anything but water surrounding my feet. But soon after it left I touched the sand, that happened over and over. Until the point where my feet just didn't return to the sand and all there was was water. That logic that was in my head to stay near the other people was completely gone. I started to realize what was happening. It wasn't until this moment, when I saw that no one was near me, that I started to realize what was actually happening. I began breathing faster and tried swimming forward, but that did nothing. Everything was happening so fast. I didn’t see where my cousin had gone, and that didn't help my situation. Apparently the lifeguard had been blowing the whistle to warn me that I was too far, but I couldn't hear it. I didn't hear the whistle. All I heard was the sound of my heartbeat growing louder and louder. I was swimming, but nothing was happening. The dark, blue water seemed so calm like nothing bad could ever happen. Finally my ears opened up and I started to hear the whistles. All the whistles going off, trying to swim was really hectic as I got more and more out of breath. Here is when I thought to
All there was was water, everywhere.
Summer to many people is the word that gives them so much joy. No school, no work, no stress. It supposed to be the time you get to relax and get away from everything. I, on the other hand, wasn’t able to do so.
This past summer my family decided to go to the beach, as all families probably do. It’s just that it happened to be during the time that the beach wasn’t the best place to be at due to the stormy weather. The first day we got to the beach it was too windy to even get close to the water. The wind would pick up the sand and blow it towards us, it was like needles stabbing every square inch of our bodies. On the second day the sun decided to come out. It still wasn’t the best weather it …show more content…
We got to the soft, sand that wasn’t burning my feet like it usually does. I had gotten in the water and it was cold, as I thought it would be, but I still didn’t mind. I didn't like to stay towards the front because that is where the waves break. So I went past it. Everything was fine. I made sure not to go too far and I didn't. My logic was to stay in line with the other people around me. I could hear the lifeguards blowing their whistles to warn people not to go too far and wondered how and why they would. I got out of the water. Everything was fine. Until later the lifeguard’s whistle was for me.
My cousin had come right after I got out of the water, and she asked if I would go in again with her. I hesitated but ended up saying yes. We went in the water to around the same place in which I was last time. We were there for a while just having the time of our lives. My cousin told me that she thought we were far enough, and I listened so we stayed there. From that moment is where everything I remember starts becoming …show more content…
But I didn't realize that by that point it wasn't my choice to stop moving. The currents were pulling me in and I was getting farther and farther away from her. I had noticed my feet were no longer touching the ground. When a wave came by, my feet were lifted and I couldn't feel anything but water surrounding my feet. But soon after it left I touched the sand, that happened over and over. Until the point where my feet just didn't return to the sand and all there was was water. That logic that was in my head to stay near the other people was completely gone. I started to realize what was happening. It wasn't until this moment, when I saw that no one was near me, that I started to realize what was actually happening. I began breathing faster and tried swimming forward, but that did nothing. Everything was happening so fast. I didn’t see where my cousin had gone, and that didn't help my situation. Apparently the lifeguard had been blowing the whistle to warn me that I was too far, but I couldn't hear it. I didn't hear the whistle. All I heard was the sound of my heartbeat growing louder and louder. I was swimming, but nothing was happening. The dark, blue water seemed so calm like nothing bad could ever happen. Finally my ears opened up and I started to hear the whistles. All the whistles going off, trying to swim was really hectic as I got more and more out of breath. Here is when I thought to