I was on the beach in Cancun, watching the parasailers in the sky. I turned my head and there was a flock of seagles circling me. Wondering what they were circling. I found out that it was me. Eating my lunch, outside, with no trashcan in site. I was done with my food, but I still had a couple of fries still on my plate. I asked my mom if she can through my trash away. She mumbled,” no”.         I looked around and started to run like I was in a track meet. Also screaming while running. About 10 yards from the trash, I tripped and fell on my face. Flopped over fast onto my back to see were the seagles were. The flock was diving down to me. I curled up into a ball and hoped for the best. I threw my plate off to the side. All of the birds stopped right above my face and went for the plate. I walked back to were my family was like nothing happened. They asked me all at the same time if I was okay. Trying to be calm I said,” ya, I am alright.”