Jamie Reisin Task 2

English Narrative Task 2

“Ha, beat you to it!” My brother, Andrew, reached the soggy tennis ball before me. It was a scorching afternoon and we were happily playing in the glistening water on a quiet beach near a coastal village called No Where Else. My brother’s friend Mark was throwing the ball wildly from the burning sand to my brother, who was competitively playing the game, my sister, sally, who was obliviously lying on her boogie board in a daze and to me who was just relieved to be in such refreshing water. “Hey, now I get to throw the ball because I caught it,” Andrew exclaimed. Mark ran like he was on hot coals and then dived into the aqua water replacing my brother.

The temperature was gradually subsiding and we were starting to get a bit cold. “Do you guys want to go for a walk along the shore?” Sally was shivering in an over exaggerated way. We swiftly walked out of the slightly chilly water onto the smooth, gold sand over to our towels where we got dry and warm. Strolling along the beach looking at the breathtaking view of the sunset behind the water was a relaxing walk. We spotted what we thought were some dolphins swimming speedily through the now shadowed water. We arrived at the other end of the beach and were astonished by the irregular shaped rocks that we witnessed which were scattered amongst large quantities of seaweed.           “Sally, Andrew,” I shouted in enthusiasm, “Do you want to play tips around the rocks?” There was silence for a few minutes and then I realised why.

 I looked up and around and Mark was nowhere to be seen. Coincidently in synchronization, we shook our heads up and down in a nod of agreement that we had to go find Mark....and fast. We jogged 50 metres and then broke into a run that was as fast as lightning. The good news was that our so called base was starting to become larger which meant we were obviously getting closer. The bad news was there was still no sign of Mark and it was getting darker rapidly. We reached our bags and towels, gulped down some water and sprinted into the ocean where we thankfully spotted Mark. Although we had found Mark he wasn’t safe yet.   “Look behind you, Mark!” Sally screamed. There was a shark. It was like someone had pressed pause on their DVD player because as the sickening truth sunk in, we all froze in fear. It was inevitable- we were going to die. We would either drown or we would be eaten whole by a ferocious, hungry shark.  Using my very final burst of energy I plunged towards the boogie board and threw it instantly to Mark who was unluckily closest to the shark. That was when Mark pushed the board into the shark’s mouth to stop its jaw from closing on his leg. With that, we all began to swim powerfully through the water splashing our legs to the maximum hoping to scare away the shark. We were metres away from the shoreline but the shark was closing in on us and then.....Sally went under!  I was asking myself all these questions like; what happened? Did the shark bite her? And most importantly, was she alive?