The Beach

One warm morning my family and I went to the beach. When we all got up we packed our swimming togs and packed up the car. On the way to the beach we could see the horizon.

When we went to the beach it was high tide. I was so happy that it was high because I don't like low tide. When we were all dressed in our togs we all raced into the water. The water was so calm and nice and warm. I started to swim out my mum told me not to go far. So I swam towards my mum doing some freestyle. My family and I were having swimming races and I kept  losing.

I was watching this man stuffing on his board and then I saw him fall of his board. I tried to swim all the way to him but I could not see him. While I was trying to swim to the man salt walter went into my mouth. I so tired so I laid on my back. Five minutes later I was trying to scream to my mum “HELP” but she could not hear me. I put my hand up and I saw lifeguards coming toward me. The lifeguards took me back to my family.

I told the lifeguards about the man who fell off the surfing board. They went rushing out back into the water. In my head I think he is calling for some help. I said” to myself I hope he is alright’’. When the lifeguards came back on the boat they saw teeth marks of a shark. The  lifeguard said to me he has being eaten by sharks because when they got there the shark went away. I was sad when I heard that he got eaten by shark. So that was his last day of his life.

The theme of this story is to be careful at a beach when you are surfing.