When my teacher read to me "Wow, 366" it had loads of little stores with 366 words. Not just from top writers but big people like Gordon Brown and Tom from McFly. As soon as she began reading i instantly thought "Wow, I've gotta try that."

I know the grammar is a bit underdone... I'll fix it when i get around to it... Otherwise, enjoy!

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And here it is:

I was never a good swimmer, which is why I wonder why I went so far out into the ocean at the seaside; an older kid had dared me and I never refuse a dare. I waded out to the ocean until my chin touched the water, I knew I shouldn’t and I felt bad, but it would be worth it worth ten pounds that he bet.

I had just turned to go back when I found something pointy. Maybe it was gold or could it silver, so I bent down to see, when suddenly my feet lost the ground.

Waves made me fly away from the beach, I done about three handstands until ground disappeared under a vast quilt of seawater. I waved my hands and legs franticly to get someone’s attention and more importantly to stay afloat, but there was nothing but a constant horizon of deafening water. I tried to relax and told myself it was going to be okay, but it was hard because I knew I might not.

I took slower and less sudden movements to avoid sharks and managed to haggle a floating hollow log that had broke in half, very often a wave would have would hit me, and sometimes I stay above whilst the bigger ones would bash me under. Once the sea calmed I began to slowly paddle towards the direction I thought I came from, using the stick as a support.

The waves began to get tougher as I moved on, it was a long time, and then a wave flew over me. It was like an underwater tunnel, the water dripped from the roof whilst the looked like glass. I wanted it to never end. But unfortunately it did and I was whisked away to the bottom of what seemed the great Atlantic.

Water pushed on my ribcage and I was forced to lose the little air I had, saltwater got into my ears and eyes while I yelled.

I tried frantically to get up but the water was too strong, I seen my life flash before me and my sight faded… a stunning silence… then… could it be… light… air… or was I dead?