Washed up on Shore

Sometimes I feel like I am suspended in time; I am moving and speaking, but time is still, and nobody else is moving around me. They cannot hear me when I speak to them, or respond to my troubles. It is almost as if I am completely alone in the world, and only God can hear me. Then, I remember that I do not need people. All of the animals of the earth will listen to what I have to say, and they will not judge me for being messed up inside. I realized this today, this morning as I got out of bed to greet the day splashed with the bright golden light of the sun on my pale face. Today, I am going to Stone Harbor Beach with my sister, Becky, who is my best friend, and my mother, who is the coolest mom that a girl could have. She understands me better than any other adult that I have come across in my life. I love going to the beach because it is so tranquil and breath taking. I love how the sunsets make the ocean light on fire and how the water feels light and calming on my skin.
I quickly get dressed before walking down the stairs to the kitchen to greet Becky and my mother.
"Good morning, Becky, good morning, mom. Are we leaving for the beach after breakfast?" I ask.
"Good morning to you too, honey, and yes, we are leaving after we eat." my mother reply.
"I can't wait to feel the ocean on my skin and watch the hot guys stroll along the sand!" Becky says, grinning mischeiviously.
I laugh, "Yeah, I am sure that even one of them will come up to you and start an intelligent conversation. Give it up and just enjoy nature with me. Sometime during the trip, I am going hiking, if anyone wants to come with me. There's a really beautiful spot to go hiking down by the beach next to 13oth street."
"That sounds like a great idea, honey." my mother says.
I go into the pantry to retrieve my favorite cereal, Protein Crunch, and I pour it into a blue and green print bowl. Becky is already done before I even sit down, but that is a good thing, since now I only have to worry about myself, and how fast I need to eat in order to leave at a decent hour. I finish eating in five minutes, and I run upstairs to brush my teeth, while Becky and my mom throw our suitcases into the car.
We finally leave at 9:00 am, and I am exited to arrive and swim in the ocean. But, we still have two and a half hours in the car ahead of us, so I decide to turn on the radio. It is not long before I fall asleep to the rhythm to the moving car and the soothing sounds of the music on the radio.
We get to our hotel at around 12 noon because there was traffic along the way, but it was not too bad. As soon as I got my suitcase into the hotel, I put on my bathing suit, waited for Becky and my mom to do the same, and then we walked down to the beach. At the beach, there was the same tranquillity that I remember from the last time I was here.
After setting up the umbrella and our towels, Becky and I race each other to the water's edge. As soon as we get to the part of the beach where the ocean just meets the sand, I see a man out of the corner of my eye, walking slowly toward Becky and me. I put the thought out of my head that he is a stalker out to get us both, and Becky and I ran full-on into the ocean. After a few minutes of splashing each other, the same man actually does approach us, and takes my hand. I slap it away, and I try to walk away from him, but he grabs my hand again. I shout for help, but nobody seems to hear me. He drags me out of the water and then throws me back in, attempting to batter me up enough to drown me. As I get up out of the water, the man comes after me again and presses my face under the water and into the wet sand. He leaves me under so long, I black out.
When I wake up I am in the emergency room of the Stone Harbor Hospital, but I do not know where I am or how I got there. The nurse tries to explain it to me, but I black out again, for the second time. Later, when I wake up again, they tell me that I have suffered a near-drowing experience and that I will never be the same. I still tell myself this today, but I still go back to that beach where it happened and relive what happened in my mind.