At the beach Logan lay on the sand with his feet in the water, when suddenly, the beach went dark and murky, clouds loomed above. Just then, a giant wave washed him into the now cold sea. He could see scattered rocks on the deadly beach. Frantically, he tried to swim back but the cold, rapid, current swept him away. What looked like a make shift raft was sailing over immense waves . Un owned. He scrambled onto the tatty, rotten, wood raft and hung on for his life. A colassal wave approached him, he knew what he had to do. Courageolsly,he stood up quivering with fear ,but then his legs stopped shaking, his teeth stopped chattering and his hands stopped sweating he felt brave and proud.