So we did and found a spot where the sand was high enough to stand and it was pretty shallow there it went up to our knees, the waves there were very high, high enough to sink a ship. But we still stayed there not really caring about the wave’s height, then my brother had a great idea “let’s bring Kimberly” “my sister who can’t swim not even if she had a one of the noodles”. And as a very responsible older brother I said “yea we should she would have a lot of fun here”. So we swam back to go get her and since she couldn’t swim I held her up with one arm and swam with the other to get there and just you can have an image of how far it was from where you are reading this to the nearest Zaxby’s “pretty far. Will we got there and started to play with a beach, about an hour passed by then my brother stayed quit for a bit. I asked him three times but he didn’t answer so I walked to because again the water was knee deep there, but when I got there he said “it’s nothing just go back and serve the ball” so I did and then we got tired of playing with the beach ball, so we just want to see if we can recess the waves hitting us head on. But that didn’t last too long because as soon an I looked over to see my brother he was look down at the water and not responding again, then I saw it as it was swimming in the wave and my brother and sister screamed the almost the same time …show more content…
All I said just before passing out was “where were you when I need you” to the lifeguard. From there all I remember was waking up in the hospital bed and seeing my dad there on the chair, all he said was “you’re okay now”. Well to keep it short I left the hospital, and finally got some food for the first time the whole day. And yea I never got back in that water the whole time we were still there, but my brother did. Just around the shore though not willing to risk another shark appearing again. Having gone through all that the one week vacation was still fun overall and a experience I will never