Reflective Essay: The First Time I Walk In The Ocean

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Why I dislike the 75% of the earth, known as the ocean. The ocean is a vast, scary world we know little about, and we can all agree the unknown can be scary. Don 't get me wrong, though I like walking on the beach with my feet barely covered by the waves splashing in and out I 'd rather not put any more of me in the ocean. I don 't like swimming in the ocean, I don 't like tubing, surfing or even being in a boat in the ocean, and yes, I 've tried them all. Now let me tell you a story about the first time I swam in the ocean.As an eight-year-old child, I believed I knew fairly a good amount of the ocean. It was dark, massive, and almost all of it is undiscovered and unexplored. Most importantly, it was filled with terrifying creatures …show more content…

It was then I had decided I was going to accept my fate. I was going to die! There was no doubt about it, I would just be another one of the factual deaths that day.Thoughts began to race through my head.What if I drown or worse what if I get eaten by one of the many horrific creatures of the sea. It was then a wave of relief hit me when I had breached the surface. The feeling of breathing in the air had never felt better. I 'm alive! I look around expecting the same look of relief on my mother 's face, but the look on my mother 's face was anger. As she begins to storm over to me I begin to realize I 'm only in about 4 feet deep water and the cold slimy creature I had felt weave through my legs was merely a large stick covered in seaweed. I started to walk back, dragging my feet in the sand as my mother yells at me for not following the simple orders she gave me. " I can 't even leave the area for five minutes without you running off", she says. I was in shock. With so many unanswered questions. It felt like it took forever to breach the surface. The creature weaving in and out of my legs couldn 't have been merely a stick. How?! How could this be when I spent what felt like an eternity trying to escape these treacherous waters. Was it all in my head? Is it really that horrible? Maybe the ocean isn 't as bad as I thought it to be. Maybe I 'll give it another

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