It was my 9th birthday and my mum, aunt Karen 2 small cousins sam and rikki and I went to Lowestoft to spend the day with my other aunt cindy, uncle paul and 2 cousins jamie and kahla.
Cindy was busy putting dinner on so my mum, karen, sam rikki jamie and I took a stroll down to the beach. There was nobody else on the whole stretch of beach we were on. It was a bit of a misty day but the flag said it was ok to swim. Jamie and I went straight into the water, we both loved the water, we were swimming away from eachother and then swimming back to eachother again, just generally playing around. All of a sudden we noticed we had gone further out than the end of the groin (which we wasn't allowed to do) so we started trying to swim back inshore. This is when we realised that we were drifting further and further out. My mum then saw we were in danger and tried to wade into the sea (shes not a swimmer at all) but the waves were smashing her down and karen was just frozen to the spot screaming to us. I remember going under the water because I was so tired and the waves were getting stronger and stronger and we were getting weaker and weaker. I was under the water when all of a sudden these arms were picking me up out of the water and carrying me to my mum. I looked round and saw another person saving Jamie. I was given to my mum and my rescuer went back to help his friend with jamie. Just like that we were safe again and these 2 heroes had appeared from nowhere and rescued us. They looked like perfect beings, blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect bodies, and like I said, were nowhere to be seen until we needed them.
Were they our guardian angels? I have always believed they were xxx