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I really have no choice but to try to make it to shore

This is going to suck so hard

I watch the waves roil above en Panic causes mistakes Panic kills

Okay, Dad, if you’re here, I could really use some help

I send up the prayer as I kick toward the surface The surging currents grow stronger, shoving round bully is back, slaain

By the tiht and the waves are five feet tall The wind blows at the water, hary blow of seawater

This is no fucking tropical storm This is a cyclone

Don’t panic Trust your instincts

It’s ht next to les with adrenaline

I wait for the swells and kick as one approaches, body surfing with the current toward land The wind pulls the ocean into whiplashing waves, carrying the water toward the island and haainst the rock cliffs The tide pools are swa when the water recedes

I can’t begin to iet up the cliff to the resort I have no fucking idea how I’ to survive

Shit just got way too real Imy dad sooner than either of us expected