I went to Myrtle Beach one day and I saw a shining, sparkling, incredible wave that was in the clear ocean. The sand felt nice and squishy, it felt like a massage. I took the wave home with me in a jar. It was out of control by the time I got home. It broke my lamp, TV, bed, shelf, dolls, stuffed dogs stuffed cats and my jewelry. When it was nighttime, it became a real disaster. I could not go to bed. It was making too much noise but finally I got some rest. The next morning, I jumped out of bed and told my mom I was going to the beach to put the wave back in the ocean but it wouldn't go back in the jar. I finally got it in the jar and I took it to the beach. When the wave saw the blue ocean water it leaped from my jar and went back home. I knew the wave was happy because it was back in his own home.