Surfers Death
My heart was like a thousand drums beating a mile a minute. The wind felt cool on my skin while it glistened in the sunlight. The ocean was a roaring storm, as my body was in sync with my bored. I maneuvered through and around the salty waves. With the intention of winning. Less then a second my world crashed. It was too big, I slipped. The current drug me across the ocean floor. I tried my best to hold my breath for as long as I could. I felt my lungs filling up with water, and my heart going weak. I heard screaming above, but the water was to dirty to see. Soon I couldn't move. My heart stopped, and I was gone.
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