SWELL
When I was little we lived by the beach in Southern California and I remember once getting knocked over & under by the waves. I rolled & rolled and when I finally gasped for air my little lungs hurt, my eyes stung from salt water, and my body had little sores all over. To say the least it was traumatic.
Ever since then when I go swimming in the ocean I never go over the swells. I'd much rather go under the waves because I feel safer down there away from the rushing and crushing sea. If I were a mermaid, that is where I would be swimming. Because who wouldn't like to join their fishy friends & ride the swell?
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