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     The cool, salty waves were flowing onto the sizzling beach. It 

was a fiery 100 degrees Fahrenheit with a slight chance of a 

storm, a perfect day for a swim in the relaxing ocean. The ocean 

was salty and the reefs were colorful and vivid. Everything was so 

full of life and at every turn there was a new journey awaiting. The 

sandy shore and the billowing blue ocean were crawling with 

creatures. They had curiosity and limitations, the flawless 

combination of an adventurer, just like me. 

     The turquoise ocean water glistened in the glaring sun. It 

sparkled like snow crystals on a winter day. The vast ocean was 

littered with seashells and colorful coral. Striking shades of the 

reef were stunning as they seemed to lighten the ocean and the 

mood. The ocean looked as if the rainbow threw up on it. 

Everything was as radiant as a sunset in the spring.  

      A dip in the ocean seemed like the best way to take advantage 

of that quickly passing day. The ocean water was crisp and 

comforting in the raging heat of the sun. I dived into the water 

fearlessly touching interesting squishy things and occasionally 

scraping myself on rough edges in a neon reef. Besides the 

occasional bumps and bruises, my little adventure was glorious. I 

later discovered this was the beginning of an even bigger venture, 

not trying to make do, but to survive. 

     Underwater, I was in a land of my own. I was not paying 

attention to the waves, sky, or weather. When I submerged from 

the water, my gut had an ominous feeling. The monstrous waves 

were hammering down hastily. I didn't realize where I moved to in 

the vast ocean. The bank was nowhere to be seen. I was a sardine 

up against a giant whale, a little girl lost in the Big Apple.  

     To make matters worse, a whipping whirlpool was taking form. 

The vicious vortex was sending me spiraling toward my doom. Other 

ocean critters were being sucked in too. The massive current was a 

very tough struggle. Many animals, including me, thrashed 

helplessly. Everything was a blur and a constant need for dear life. 

My brain stopped functioning and I blacked out. 

     When I woke up from what I thought was a nightmare, I realized 

it was just plain reality. The waves towered over me. The darkness 

overcame every ray of sunlight and it engulfed the ocean. Black skies 

reigned upon the beach and clouds accompanied the chaos.   I felt 

betrayed by Mother Earth, a victim in nature. Panic enveloped my 

keen senses. Am I going to survive this horrific tragedy? Will I ever 

find my way back to my safe haven, the shore? 

     Out of energy, out of time, and out of breath, I was forced to 

doggy paddle. My helpless body was aching from the constant struggle 

for life. Gasping for precious air, I was forced underwater by the 

impact of the waves. I tried swimming up, but I was so deep in the 

ocean that I didn't know which way was up. In the swirling dark blur I 

saw in the distance of the ocean a pod of of dolphins. They looked 

playful and gentle.

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