My dream started with me looking out of a window from my church. I saw an ocean and tidal waves. The waves began to become taller and taller. Somehow I ended being at the beach instead of simply looking at it through the window. There was one wave that was particularly getting enormously tall; they seemed to get taller than a skyscrapers. For some reason I was aware that everyone I knew was at the beach. They were in the sand and they all got caught in the waves. My cousin and I were the only ones who did not get caught in the waves. After some point, I noticed that people were coming out of the water and everyone was surprisingly safe. I even noticed my mom come out of the water. She seemed a bit irritated for getting caught in the water.