33. Waves

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My mom and I were on the beach and she told me that the fourth wave would grab me. I laughed as she started counting the waves, but there were no waves after the third wave. The sea laid still. Surprised, we both walked closer to to the sea and stared at it. Suddenly my mom shoved me into the water and a big wave that came out of nowhere dragged me into the depth. My mom screaming that she was right were the last words I remembered.

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