Week #8 5G

The sea was crashing with its brutal strength. Her body was being thrashed and wiped by the bitter coldness of the water, she suddenly gulped air but she had no luck, salt water smacked her face like a fist to the jaw taking over her lungs. Exhausted and breathing hard, she simply raised her fist for help. The wrath of the sandy waves tossed her violently. Her skin was red with cuts, blood slowly dripped down her neck, it spread in the water faster than lightning could dance. “Get on the board!” life guards’ voices echoed, they were finally here!

– Sara