I'm walking past the wharf and I see a wave. It's no ordinary wave "Something is fishy about this" I say to myself. I go onto the wharf and the wave grows taller. I go into panic mode and I start getting scared. People that were walking past are now crowding around me. I'm suprised that not much people are running away scared and terrified. Then the wave topples over us then drags us into sea. Now people are sceaming for help and some are even crying. I am trying to breathe and stay calm but who knows whats under me? I start to panic and stuggle to breathe. More bigger waves come and they topple over us. We go more deep into sea and we can't swim back because the waves keep taking us more further. The people that were once trying to swim to the wharf ladder are lying on their backs and resting. The waves are kind of cooling down and stopped going hypo. People were trying to comfort some people that were afraid of the water. I said to myself "Why did they go by the wharf in the first place?" A woman shouts out "We're over here!" Everyone looks in her direction. A man shouts out "We see boats!" The boat come more closer and it's a rescue boat! A bunch of people start shouting and scraming for help. More rescue boats come near and they throw life floats on three people on each boats and they get everyone safely on the boats. And that is the end of my story.
Hope you guys enjoyed my story starter. Sorry it's not to long.
