Waves the Surfing Dog Narrative

People say that I, Waves, am the best dog surfer in the country. Jackie, my owner, and I were practising as usual for 2 hours a day for the Annual Dog Surfing Competition. My owner is so relentless. Winning and money is all he loves, his greed nearly cost me my life.

“Come on, Waves! You better surf or it’s back to the kennels!” Jackie warns me. Instantly, I dart to my surfboard and professionally paddle my way out to sea. Awaiting a good wave, my ear twitches, I hear the wave approaching..... a giant wave. Coming my way, I bark at it. Smoothly driven by the water, I feel free in the air as if I am gliding weightless. My tongue is out and I am barking joyfully.

Wind in my fur, I close my eyes and sprays of water splash on my face. But the water feels cool and serene. I slow down and I am in the tube. Nothing can compare to being in the tube. It is so majestic and beautiful. Water flows over my head. Suddenly, I lose my balance and fall into the wave. It collapses over me like a wall of bricks.

Twisting and turning, I sink slowly. My vision is blurry, everywhere is dark blue. Looking up, I seem to be so far away from the surface. Bubbles pop and float up. I squirm around, but it doesn’t help, it only makes me sink faster. Burning for air, my lungs feel like they are going to pop out. Even though I knew I wouldn’t make it, I take a breath. Water rushes into my body and darkness engulfs me. At my last glance, I see my owner swimming towards me... Then everything is black.

“WAVES!! WAVES!” I hear my owner shout with misery. I open my eyes and choke out water. Luckily Jackie was there for me, full of joy and happiness, I lick his face. His arms wrap around me like a big warm blanket. Against his chest, I feel his heart racing. “Back on the board!” he demands. WOOF!! I bark back angrily.

The Bush

As a tradition, every month, the Johnson family have a little picnic in the woods. Striding on the footpath, Toby sucked his lollipop as he held his balloon tightly. Emma frantically pushed buttons on her phone with blasting music in her ears. Suddenly a strong wind came about, Toby lost his grip and.... WHOOSH!! His balloon floated helplessly into the woods, Kate (the mother) let go of Toby and dug through her bag for something to eat. When she looked up Emma and Toby were gone.

“Emma! Toby! Emma!” panicking, Kate ran into the dark gloomy woods. Meanwhile, Toby followed his balloon, he jumped up and grabbed it, then out of nowhere he heard a noise. Rattling sounds came from a bush, he stepped back petrified. Out jumped Emma, “AHHHH” Toby screamed.

Bursting out laughing, Emma fell on the ground, holding her stomach. Calming herself down, Toby walked off with Emma saying “Oh, come on!”. Unexpectedly Toby tripped, face planting into the ground. Groaning, Toby lifted his head up and saw a bunny with huge adorable eyes and droopy ears. Toby stared continuously until the bunny opened his paw, revealing long sharp claws. It scratched Toby’s face, leaving blood dripping from his cheek.

Emma glanced down at the vicious bunny. It looked up, showing it’s bloodthirsty teeth. Both, Toby and Emma ran off. Trees with branches, thick and sharp, they ran through tearing pieces of clothes. Then they saw a light. Rapidly running towards it, the broke free out of all the thorns and thickets. They saw the picnic table they usually eat at. Kate sat there crying, “MUM?!”.

Toby, Emma and Kate ran into each others arms. Kate touched Toby’s cheek and asked “What happened here?” “Oh, just some crazy bunny” Toby replied, oh so normally. “Sure” mum said. They all laughed and sat down with their sandwiches.

An Unexpected Disaster (At the Shops)

On one typical afternoon I ran to the shops, hoping I could get something to eat. I dropped my money, as I reached for it, another hand with scars picked it up and gave it to me. “Hello, my name’s William Kimme”, his eyes were contrast (One blue, one brown). “Thanks” I utter. Suddenly, something hit me on the head. I was hit so hard, I could see stars then everything went black.

Rubbing my eyes, everything was blurry. I was inside a store. Pain rushed through my head. Looking up into a man with a ski mask, his 2 eyes seemed familiar. One blue, one brown. My head tilted to the right and I saw Lisia and Kaycee (my friends). The shopkeeper was tied up with tape over his mouth. Eyes wide opened, I was surprised. “What is he going to do to us?” I ask.

Of course, the shop was closed, the man approached us and reached out his hand with scars marked all over. I got a feeling, I knew this man. “Phones?” he requested, I didn’t have one (I’m only 10). Nether did Lisia. Kaycee stashed her phone and said “Sorry, no phone”. I smiled and looked at the man as if I said what you gonna do now?!

Walking over to the counter, the man stuffed money into his pockets, sat down and closed his eyes. Kaycee took out her phone, dialed 111 and ordered police men over. Lisia hugged Kaycee and whispered “Great Job”. Relieved, I gave her a thumbs up.

By now the man was asleep so I crept over silently. Careful, not to make a sound, picked up his gun and crawled back. “Phew!” I thought. Then, I heard a faint noise from a distance. It was sirens. Startled, the man jumped up and searched for his the gun. “Looking for this?” I say with a smirk.

BOOM! A police officer kicked open the door, I handed the man and the gun to the police. Outside we went and we saw the robber without a ski mask, revealing his face. It was......... William Kimme! Of course! The scars on his hands and his eyes! Shaking my head, Lisia asked “You know him?” “NO”. I replied.

William stepped into the police car, winked at me and gave an evil smile. I looked away, walking home with Lisia and Kaycee.

Crocodile in the Creek

Jason, Ella were 2 teenage siblings who were on vacation. One day, they went to the creek, they ran past a sign with a tree branch covering it, they took no notice and dipped into the water.

Suddenly the tree branch fell off, revealing the caution which read “WARNING: CROCODILE INFESTED”. Ella ducked under into the water, hiding from Jason. Unexpectedly, someone or something grabbed her leg, dragging her away.

Jason looked everywhere, thinking this was just a game. “Ella! Ella! Come out, come out, wherever you are”. But there was no reply. He stood there as panic overtook him.

Meanwhile down at the creek, Ella was waving her arms in the air and was screaming with horror as the croc bit into her leg deeper and deeper. Her brother quickly dialed 111. Diving into the water, Jason grabbed Ella’s arm and pulled like their was no tomorrow.

Lucky for Ella, she survived this terrible disaster, but tooth marks still remain on her left leg with stitches on them to keep the skin together.

THE END