Today I went for my early morning swim. Like usual I got in the water around 4:30am, but I got a little early because I felt on edge. While swimming I felt something around me, and the water felt eerie. I got out, and saw my friend, Irene. We talk for a little bit, before I went to the locker room to get ready for school. When I was leaving, a man told me: "Call 911, a woman has been bit". Some one had been bit by a sea lion. I did not know what to do for a second, but then realized I should be calling 911. I went out to see who got bit and it was Irene. I stayed on the call for a while describing where Irene was bit and conveying information to the other swimmers helping Irene. I waited until the firetrucks came to pick Irene up, and then I had to leave for school. 

This whole experience was shocking. People ask me all the time if I am scared of sharks, but I never was because I had never seen them. Seals and sea lions on the other  hand, I see them all time. I never liked them, but I knew them as harmless. This was a wake up call that the ocean is not ours, and we should be respectful towards it.