Parasailing

I sit back in the harness

I feel my feet leave the hot sand of the beach

As the parachute lifts me into the air

I drift higher and higher over the ocean

Till the people on the beach are barely visible

I look down to see the many boats floating in the sea below me

Two people riding a Jet Ski look up and wave at me

I wave back

I see the motorboat that is pulling me along turn back to the beach

And I turn with it

I get closer and closer to the beach

When I get close enough the people running the parasailing grab onto my harness

They pull me safely onto the ground