The BeachOn morning you are greeted by a crisp breeze when you open your door. the place is calm and the white sand glitters in the semi-darkness as the sun rises. As you are walking along the shoreline, you listen to the gentle ebb of the sea and the crickets chirping in the distance. The air is so salty that you can almost taste it when you inhale. The sand is cool to your bare feet and you shiver as a cool breezes come your way. You stop under a tree and observe the radiant sunrise as your surroundings become alot warmer.
Soon the beach is full of colour. People bringing brightly coloured blankets and umbrellas which they set up as the children run around shoutiung and playing. After a while you hear the complaints flooding from the children, as they want to enter the refreshing cool water.
You decide its time for a swim, you go and change in your hut. When you retrace your footsteps back to the beach, you find the place overcrowded and bustling with activites. Mothers shouting, babies crying, children running and friends gossiping. The sea is full of people swimming, playing water sports or just relaxing and talking in the shallow water. You wade into the water which gets cooler as you go deeper. You are surrounded by shells and rocks and seaweed, but the further you go, the less the feel. You ride the highest waves and once you have had your fill, you move back towards the shore.
Evening finds the beach deserted. You find your tree and sit under it. You close your eyes and lean on the trunk. You hear the cries of the gulls and the crickets chirping their goodnights. You smile to yourself and too soon it is time to leave and return home.....
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