Narriative beach

9/4/02
Narrative
9:00am English

At the beach
It was a day like every other that summer. I went to the beach with Julie. I played as she worked. She was a lifeguard at Breakheart Beach. I went with her every day and our mom picked us up at six forty five. On this day there weren’t that many people, in fact only two people were in the water the whole day. I admire Julie greatly, so of course as any little brother would I would do anything she or her friends would tell me to. Just to impress them. This unfortunaly would not be to my advantage today.
Being that there were only two people in the water only one guard had to be at his post. Julie and all her friends had dared me to go up to the first aid station and fill the huge green bucket with the ice cold water from the hose. I can still remember walking towards the ugly and musty...