I woke up to the sound of my big sister's voice, telling me to wake up. My older brother came in and dumped something really hot on my face. It did not feel like water. Then, my other older sister ran in with her saxophone, making terrible squeaks.
"Wake up, idiot!" My brother yelled in my ear. My sisters both laughed. The three of them are sixteen year old triplets, so I was sort of left out on everything. They all have straight, blonde, shiny, hair, with beautiful, blue eyes. Clare, Jacob, and Rachel. They don't like me, but I'm kinda use to it.
My name is Charlie. I have brown, curly, hair, and light brown eyes. I'm only twelve, but I'm so short that a lot of people might think that I'm eleven instead. I grew up in Hawaii, so I learned how to swim pretty early. I've been surfing since I was two, but that's not the story I want to tell you. This one's different. This one will show you that I'm not useless, and that I'm a hero.
It all started on a sunny, warm, day...
"Try not to fall, Charlie!" Amanda, my best friend in the whole world was jumping up and down, kicking sand everywhere. Just then, I fell off my board, tumbling into the water with a small splash. I smiled as I came up, and I paddled over to shore on my board. Amanda and I both gave each other high fives, grinning. TO BE CONTINUED
