Fuzzywuzzy
09-09-2006, 12:11 PM
A Day At The Beach
This is a true story:
I am so anxious! I want to get to the beach so badly. I have been in the car for two hours!! I am sitting in the old gray van. The seats are not soft and i am very uncomfertable. The air smells of the McDonald's meal that we had for lunch.
We Finally pull up to a sopt by a old red and brown barn. I am finally here!! I get out of the car and am stretching so much and breathing big gulps of air multiple times and all at one time!
My mom yells at me from the top of the sand mound. She says we have to go over the sand mound to get to the beach. I am walking over the sand mound and as excited as can be:)!
I get to the top. The lake is glimmering and shining. It is one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen.
I am racing my brothers down the sand mound now. Suddenly i feel hot sand getting into the cracks of my toes.
" Hot, Sand Is Hot! " I screamed. One of my flip-flops fell off. That sand felt like when i burnt my hand in the toaster that morning. I finally put my flip-flop back on. Mom And Dad say we can pick the beach spot. I choose the beach spot and we put a tan umbrella up with three beach chairs.
I go to feel how cold the water is and i think it is colder then the freezer. It is rocky so i have to wear flip-flops on the water so i dont cut my foot.
I don't want to go in yet, so i go out and collect seashells. I put them in a red, Shiny bucket so i dont lose them. After that i put the bucket by my mom.
I look out to the lake and SUDDENLY from behind somebody pushes me! I look back and see my dad laughing with my brothers. I didn't think it was funny.:mad: I get out and am freezing. I look out onto the Lake again and see boats in the distance. The waves splash against the warm, hot sand.
When my parents say it is time to leave, I begthem to stay longer. WE have to get home anyway. We pack up and climb over the sand mound. I look over once more in hope to come back another day.:wave2:
This is a true story:
I am so anxious! I want to get to the beach so badly. I have been in the car for two hours!! I am sitting in the old gray van. The seats are not soft and i am very uncomfertable. The air smells of the McDonald's meal that we had for lunch.
We Finally pull up to a sopt by a old red and brown barn. I am finally here!! I get out of the car and am stretching so much and breathing big gulps of air multiple times and all at one time!
My mom yells at me from the top of the sand mound. She says we have to go over the sand mound to get to the beach. I am walking over the sand mound and as excited as can be:)!
I get to the top. The lake is glimmering and shining. It is one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen.
I am racing my brothers down the sand mound now. Suddenly i feel hot sand getting into the cracks of my toes.
" Hot, Sand Is Hot! " I screamed. One of my flip-flops fell off. That sand felt like when i burnt my hand in the toaster that morning. I finally put my flip-flop back on. Mom And Dad say we can pick the beach spot. I choose the beach spot and we put a tan umbrella up with three beach chairs.
I go to feel how cold the water is and i think it is colder then the freezer. It is rocky so i have to wear flip-flops on the water so i dont cut my foot.
I don't want to go in yet, so i go out and collect seashells. I put them in a red, Shiny bucket so i dont lose them. After that i put the bucket by my mom.
I look out to the lake and SUDDENLY from behind somebody pushes me! I look back and see my dad laughing with my brothers. I didn't think it was funny.:mad: I get out and am freezing. I look out onto the Lake again and see boats in the distance. The waves splash against the warm, hot sand.
When my parents say it is time to leave, I begthem to stay longer. WE have to get home anyway. We pack up and climb over the sand mound. I look over once more in hope to come back another day.:wave2: