I was being dragged under...

 White foam gathered on the beach, waves pushed and pulled me in the water. I thought "Will I ever see land again?",I dived under the water protecting me against the muscular water,
sand stung my legs as the waves crashed, pulling back drenched sand.
I was being tossed and turned madly,waves shoved me down the salty river.

I swam with all the might I had left, finally I dragged myself up the shore and tumbled down into the soft warm sand, I felt like going to sleep, I felt like I was being shook, I opened my eyes mum was saying "It is time to go", I knew it was over as I sipped Milo from the themas I thought about my brush with death, I knew I was lucky.