The Beach
Walking along the beach, the bright sun is nearly hot enough to cover you in an invisible blanket of warmth. The beautiful, big blue ocean's waves are crashing against the cliffs as you watch the seagulls joyfully fly around in circles in the air. The warm, golden sand runs between your toes with the gentle breeze. As you walk along, you find gorgeous, shiny shells that have been washed into the shore by the rippling of the water.
smell of salt air and dead fish (left behind by fishermen)
sound of pounding surf and swimmer, caught in a rip, yelling for help.
1 comment:
Fantastic description! Your writing made me feel like I was at that beach, I wish I was!
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