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Descriptive Essay About Hawaii

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Underwater, I can’t breath, I can’t see, my lungs are burning. Welcome to Hawaii, one of the most desired vacation spots. Everything is gorgeous, the weather is perfect, the landscape is spectacular, and the Ocean is breathtaking, especially in the inside. Under the sea, which is supposedly the best according to Sebastian. He could not be more wrong, at least in my case. Unless the top sight everyone is dying to see is sand shooting at speeds that would get it a ticket or the beautiful salt water that is forcing itself into both eyes. How did I get to this point, struggling to survive, hoping the Ocean gets tired of me so I can take a breath and pray that it has enough mercy to leave me where I have the strength to swim to shore where my …show more content…

Everything was great until the one fateful wave. That wave, that one wave, the one that changed everything. My feet are swept from under me. Swirling around under the waves that were just caressing my body meekly a few seconds ago. I am powerless to the strength of the ocean. This was beginning to be a Hawaiian roller coaster that I definitely did not want to ride anymore. I am shot back to the reality of where I was. The sand that was so smooth and friendly before was now my worst enemy. It is everywhere, on my face, scraping my body against the rough floor of the sea. I felt the different waves pulling me in different directions like two dogs playing tug-of-war, eventually the bigger dog won and I am being catapulted out to sea. A sharp seashell threw itself at me in the midst of the chaos, like those kids that only do something because everyone else is. Wasn’t I just like that? That was the whole reason I was in this situation in the first place. Thoughts of earlier in the hot tub suddenly popped into my mind. Me and some of my other siblings were messing around in the pool, going underwater and using my ever prepared sister, Brittany’s stopwatch to see who could stay under the longest. I could only hold my breath for thirty seconds. What if the water held me hostage longer than that? What if this was truly the end. How ironic, I

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