It was a beautiful august day on a San Diego beach. The waves crashing, the sun shinning and Sam and I ready to go boogie boarding. We were so anxious because we had sat in a car for eight hours trying to get to San Diego. All we wanted to do was go swimming and get onto our new boogie boards that my mother had bought for the trip. But little did we know that that day would be a day that neither of us would ever forget. That day was the day my best friend Sam Hanivan helped saved my life on that beach in San Diego. As we get out of the car we are so excited because it means our journey had finally ended and we were at our destination. The beach was amazing with its soft warm sand and the waves crashing in, perfect weather for boogie boarding. We weren’t used to beaches with soft sand because we grew up in northern California and most of the beaches were very rocky. But we were ready to just run out into the water without anything other than our boogie boards, but, my mom wouldn’t let us until we put on some sun screen because me and Sam were very white. She didn’t want us to get badly burnt; little did we know that would be the least of our worries. But we obeyed her since she was the boss so we put our sunscreen on and got ready to get out into the wave.
Finally we were able to go out into the water with our boogie boards and not a care in the world because we were 10 years old and all we wanted to do was have fun. We would ride the waves in and swim back out only to keep doing the same thing. But Sam and I never separated he was always there by my side and I wouldn’t leave him. If we took breaks and went in for snacks we did it together. We were out there all day just having the time of our lives; nothing could ruin this amazing adventure until the day took a turn for the worst.
The weather was starting to get windy and the waves were getting very choppy. We were still really far out into the water and exhausted from being