Bouncing On The Water: A Short Story

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Bouncing on the water as I held close to my dad. Everyone gasped. I thought is it a shark, what is it, I don’t want to see? I felt like it was a recurrence of jaws. “Dolphins” someone screamed. I looked out onto the ocean the second they weren’t there. I was relevied The sky was stormy, the water cold. “I don’t think this was a good day to go Shell Island”, I told my dad in panic. “It’s fine” he stated as he tried to calm me down. We reached the docking, bringing a variety of items down. Shell bags, beach umbrellas, food, towels, water shoes, etc. Stepping down sand immediately filled my shoes. It was gushy, and grainy. There weren’t as many seashells as we thought they was going to be, but hopefully that would change. We walked down about a …show more content…

I didn’t get to go it for very long until we had to leave. It was raining, and going to get worse. We needed to leave before lighting started to strike. The next shuttle was at twelve thirty. We had twenty minutes. We packed up as quick as possible. We were running up to the dock trying not to wake my brother. We didn’t make it. Now we were waiting another thirty minutes. My aunt, uncle, cousin, grandpa, and granny were all coming up to us swiftly. We all now had to wait in the cold wet rain. Eventually we made it onto the boat. I again sat next to my dad. Carly and Luther sat in the seat ahead of us and the rest of my family was scattered throughout the boat.
The ride back was bumpy. I was more frightened than ever. My swimsuit was becoming more and more uncomfortable as the time passed by. I wasn’t able to wear my shoes either. It was as though everything needed to go wrong. I was ready to get back to our hotel. Finally we reached the dock.
I would never forget the roaring waves of the ocean or the seagulls trying to eat our sandwiches. Or how I had hoped the weather would clear up. If I ever got the chance to go back to Florida, I would definitely like to experience Shell Island

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