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Anyways, the first time I hit the water on my brand new lime green surfboard, I had my buddies standing on the beach watching giving little if no moral support. I saw my first large wave breaking and in the excitement of the moment, I forgot a very key component to surfing: The standing up part. As the wave soared above me, I went to inhale and caught a mouthful of water instead. I lost my board and consciousness, only to be awakened by a mermaid pulling me onto the shore. She put me on the back of a sea turtle and pulled me onto the grass. It was only later that I realized that the mermaid was just a lifeguard and the sea turtle was a stretcher, but I will never forget the beautiful mermaid that saved me.
My friends have ever since that moment, called me Drownin' Downin'. The problem is, is that this was not my only time being rescued. For the next month, I was given mouth to mouth so many times, I could tell you how many fillings the lifeguard had. Here's to you, Patsy, my little mermaid saviour.
Until next time, surf hard, but never naked,

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