It was a terrible dream that I had a while back. I was at the beach with my family and this orca whale beached itself. All of a sudden there was a storm and the sea was raging. I was sooo scared and I just sat there and stared at the animal. It was so hopeless and it was making this wretched scream. All of a sudden I realized that the sea was going to come over me and I went running with the rest of the crowd. I made it up to a boardwalk and clutched onto the railing...a wave washed over me and swept a bunch of the beach goers away. I realized that I had to find my mom. So after I held my breath for a minute the water receded and I went running to where i thought my mom was. When I found her she was staring at the whale like I was before and I told her that we had to go. She told me that I had to stay and watch it. I told her, again, that we had to go and she told me that I had to look at it. When I asked why, she asked me, "isn't it nice, Annie, to see something more helpless than you are?"