Surfer ParadiseA Story by Jordan NovakMy second piece of writing about a sport near and dear to meIt was 6:15 on this Saturday mourning. Every one else was asleep in their beds but I was wide awake on the warm sand. I stood up and grabbed my board. I have had this board since I could remember. I walked over to the water and stepped in. I put my board down on the water and walked out deeper with my board by my side. The water was warm as paddled out. I saw tiny waves go by but nothing that quite caught my interest. Then I saw it. The biggest wave i had every seen. I quickly turned my board around, pushed my long,sandy blond hair out of my bright blue eyes and started paddling forward. The wave came and I hopped up when it came to me. I was having a ride on the greatest wave I had ever ridden until it crashed down. It came down on me with such force, it snapped my board in two. I tried to swim back to the surface but than hit my head on the fin. It left a giant gash on my head and I could feel the blood pouring out, but I still fought to get up to the surface. I surfaced and saw life guard boats surronding me. That was the last thing I ever saw. The gash on my head lost so much blood i lost conscienceless and feel back under. I think I stopped breathing but i saw a light in front of me. I saw my parents standing in front of the light welcoming to come forward and join them in the happy afterlife. I walked forward and right before i reached them I opened m eyes. I saw doctors surronding me and my older brother and younger sister standing on both sides of my bead. I asked them what happened but they where both crying to much to give me an answer to any of my questions. All I knew was That I was happy that I was still alive and that I couldn't wait for the time I am able to go out to my favorite place in he world again. The ocean.
The End
© 2008 Jordan NovakAuthor's Note
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