Lying down by the glistening sea would normally be fun, but not today. Heat would normally be magnified by optimists, but not today. For if you described today as scalding, you be classified as the world's biggest understater. I could feel the sweat pouring down my forehead in diminutive rivers as it desperately tried to cool down my huge body temperature. Instead of risky surfers gliding across the sea, they were all camping out in the coolest place possible... shade.
Suddenly, I began to feel queezy. Then nauseous, and finally I was overcome by a powerful wave of vomit. It was flung everywhere. Upon surf boards, tents and even people. And the only fact that kept me company was that it came out of my mouth!At that moment I experienced some violent spasms and just then I jerked forwards... dead! It must have been the heat as otherwise I was in a completely safe zone. I can imagine my empathetic parents gazing at my gravestone:

Rafi Glass
2002 - 2012
Died of Heat. (Ha! Ha! Really? What a wimp!)
R.I.P