The Wave

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The next morning wasn't much better either, everything still seemed strange. We had to get on with our holiday though didn't we so we did, there was supposed to be a huge wave that day it was like every surfers dream to ride a wave like that. It was meant to hit at 10 o'clock that morning so everyone was ready for it, we all got up early that morning to have breakfast and have time to get changed and have a few practice shots on some smaller waves before the big one hit.
It came time for the wave to hit, the waves got higher and as everyone hit the distance between the next one would get longer, the sea would got out sometimes so far you could hardly see it, each time the wave getting higher and quicker and bigger until it was almost too strong for anyone to stay standing while riding on it.
But this was just the beginning, little did we know at the time it was just to get worst.
As each wave hit they got stronger but it was when the last one hit everyone panicked, the wave had hit the beach once more, once again stronger than the last but this time it never returned. The sea went calm and the last thing I saw was Khai running towards me...

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