Becoming A Shark-Personal Narrative

Hawaii, Kailua Kona 2010 ,Kua Bay. It was a breezy winter afternoon, swells were topping up to 8 ft. I had just gotten a brand new body board. Eager to test it out I carelessly ran toward the raging sea.

This was the first time in the ocean that winter, not knowing that the waves are more murky and huge also excessive amount of white wash. Clutching a board under my arms, walking up to the beach while the taste of salt tantalized my tongue as the rancid stank of fish pierced my nostrils. Diving into an oncoming wave appearing on the other side, then again on a smaller wave and again till I was a reasonable distance from shore. Where I would sit on my board and linger, waiting for the big waves. The …show more content…
Knowing if I started to panic, I would drown, staying calm and thinking of ways my funeral would go “I’m too young, I want to go to college drive a car,what will my parents think, I don't think they could handle it”. My emotion took the better of me, knowing that they won't find my body, until three days after when my lifeless corpse washes up on shore. Thinking of the things I should've said to my family before we left “I should’ve been nicer to my brothers, I never told my parents I love them”. After awhile of treading I gave up knowing no one will see me this far out. If I was just a tad bit closer I could get caught up in a wave and use my body as a …show more content…
The strenuous task of treading for minutes took a toll on me, needing more air every time I kicked and pulled myself up. The salty sea was battling my arms and legs “she'd” try and take me down, and i'll push back up devoted to keeping myself up I pushed through the need to rest, trying to get anyone's attention. Every cry for help lead up to a mouth full of salty water. Tried and afraid I saw a glimmer of hope, coming over the horizon was a shadow of my savior, my board came back like a trusty steed to the courageous knight fighting a scaly serpent (The sea). Only about 9ft away from me it was a treacherous journey to get there. Wave after wave I rose and fell “if I got the board I could ride to safety” I couldn't reach the board when i'm using all my limbs to stay afloat. This could of been my last time to get to shore if a massive wave came through it would take my board back to the beach. Adrenaline flew through my veins as I stretched my arms and caught the slippery piglet (board). Taking the strap off the board and lassoing it around my foot. As I paddled my way back to the nearest wave I got under it and it threw me to the ground, tumbling and crashing once again under water. Holding my breath for several seconds, I kicked off the ground got air, then one more wave knocked me off my board, as I hurry to get my board several waves took

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