AHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHARK

I love the feel of the fresh cool ocean breeze freeing the hair from my face. It’s the perfect escape from the stressful world that I have to drag myself through every day. AHHHHHHHHHH! I look around and see hundreds of bodies clawing over each other to get to the shore. From my vantage point about one hundred yards from the shore in water up to my chest, I can’t even tell what all the commotion is about. I’m completely clueless until I spot my mom jumping up and down on the shore pointing to my right. I turn to see what she is so franticly pointing at only to find myself frozen in place by sheer terror. I would’ve never thought it possible, but there it is, a huge fin speeding straight toward me. I see no point it trying to swim away there can only be mere seconds before the huge shark seizes me in its jaws and drags me like a rag doll out to the dark abyss they call death. I close my eyes and brace for the most painful last seconds of my life. Only those seconds never come. I open my eyes to find that the scariest shark I have ever seen is now circling me as if contemplating the best angle of attack. “Oh dear God,” I pray, “Please let this be quick.” At that moment the shark whips around and darts directly at me only to slightly brush me on its way back out to the endless sea.