(sorry it's a bit short)<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 12;">A light ocean breeze rolled by filing his nostrils with itâ€™s calming scent. <br/><br/>â€œDanâ€ his mother called <br/><br/>â€œDan, Come help me with this last boxâ€. <br/><br/>Dan let out an annoyed grunt and then walked towards the drive way to help out. He grabbed one end of the large cardboard box and lifted it onto his back. â€œWhat was the point of moving anywayâ€ he said â€œWeâ€™re in the same place, and being near the beach is kind of dangerous.â€ He said which took extra force due to the weight on his back. â€œOh come onâ€ she said â€œItâ€™s a better house in a great location and the orphanage is only ten minutes from hereâ€ before he could counter she continued on â€œthereâ€™s also a school going through an integration period over here so you can make lots of human friends tooâ€. He smiled.<br/><br/>Once the box was unpacked the house was set up so he decided to head off to the beach before heading into the stress of an all new school. He walked to the beach in his plain red trunks and took in the sight. He set up his stuff before finally rushing at top speed and diving into the cool water. The beach was one of his favorite places, which was admittedly one of the good points of living so nearby. Dan walked to where he set out his towel but the smell of blood brought his attention to a man wearing a towel.He traveled over to where the man was and his eyes were instantly drawn to the slow stream of blood flowing from his side. His eyes widened in surprise â€œSir. Are you alrightâ€ he said, knowing that it was kind of a dumb question. â€œDo you need some help sirâ€ he said. <span style="font-style: italic"> Another dumb question </span></span>