I Was a Drowned Kid at the Beach

I was going to become another one of those drowned kid at the beach, tales, mothers told their sons as a way to keep them close to the shore. I wasn't sure when or if my family would go to the lifeguard for help. So I took a deep breath and began doing this little technique. Whenever the waves pulled, I'd swim slowly trying to maintain the ground I was in. When the waves pushed, I gave it all. The momentum of the waves plus my efforts would help me reach the shore again. Soon, I could feel the sand running across my toes once again,. Only a few seconds passed before my chest laid on a thin sheet of sand and a few