My story so far.like?

I sat on the dock, my feet swaying back and forth. My happiness grew with every soothing kiss of a wave on the bashful shore. Heavy gray clouds blanketed the mostly sunny sky and the air was damp. Perfect weather. A light wind carried the smell of the rain to shore, along with a rumble of thunder. I knew I should have headed back to shelter before the rain hit, but I couldn't convince myself to walk towards the stuffy, overflowing car. Instead, I walked across the soft sand, to where the waves touched my feet. I heard the lonely sound of a loading boat’s whistle blow, it was almost like a cry for help in the dark waters of the ocean. But one thing I didn’t get was when a storm was coming in all the boats were called back into the dock, but that boat wasn’t. As I got sucked back in to the calming sound of thunder, the boat got closer, and so did the storm.