Descriptive Essay - Original Writing - 1462 Words

â€Å"Mom, please† I whined from across the room. â€Å"No Jamie, I told you before and I will tell you again, we are not going swimming in the ocean. It’s too dangerous with all of the shark spottings from only a mile away from shore.† â€Å"But I already bought a snorkel and I really want to go..† â€Å"Enough.† She interrupted. â€Å"If you want to use your new snorkel, go in the hotel pool while your father and I try and figure out restaurants worth trying for the next week.† â€Å"I thought this vacation was going to be fun.† I mumbled under my breath as I grabbed my snorkel and trudged down to the small, indoor pool near the lobby. I turned around, mesmerized by the waves of the ocean just across the street. The pool was empty, so I would have enough†¦show more content†¦This is incredible! I thought while swimming laps around the pool, needing to reach the surface for air. I could use this, I thought, if there is no way for me to drown, I can go to the ocean by myself without my parents telling me no! I jumped from the water, ripping the snorkel from my face, and raced towards the lobby. The water was swaying in rhythmic motions on the sand, the water slowly creeping onto the shore, then sinking back, leaving some rocks and shells that had been pulled in. As I placed the snorkel on my head, I felt the now familiar tickling sensation emerge and the hard slits forming. I practically dived into the waves, the salty water filling my neck, making me cough. I scratched my hand on the hard scales that had formed along the gills, and a couple drops of blood leaked into the open ocean. I didn’t think anything of it though. Swimming towards the bottom, I watched the many different species of fish swim along, fascinated by their many colors and sizes. One of the larger ones slyly swam right by where I was hiding along a coral reef, with shiny turquoise scales and a deep purple tail. I spotted one nearby with at least three rows of teeth, and I backed away, afraid that it would spot me. I didn’t realize, however, that I had backed into something even more frighten ing. A large shark was hovering behind me, it’s large nose sniffing the blood that had seeped from my hand. I slowly turned around and bolted, but he