The Ocean

The salty air combines with the cool air, creating a breeze that words cannot describe. The hot sand burns the bottom of people’s unprotected feet. The luscious scent of the ocean is marvelous! Oh, how good it feels to be away from home! No one ever wants to leave this place; it’s like a second home. A place where things don’t really matter and time isn’t that important.

Small children, no older than eight, play in the muddy sand, building fragile sand castles and laughing about every little thing. Alarmed parents scream at their young kids to not go out so deep, but the unsafe kids just keep on ignoring them. Large families play beach volleyball, occasionally getting sprayed in the face with the sand. The sand is cool in some spots, but in others it’s scorching hot. The weather is as beautiful as a genuine crystal, with a cool breeze every now and then. The sun is as bright as an oncoming headlight. The ocean is simply amazing, just like it always is. The greenish blue color is superb! Little minnows maneuver their tiny bodies around hundreds of huge human bodies. Gigantic great white sharks just swim around looking for that sweet smell of blood and a helpless, innocent victim. The ocean is just full of unexpected discoveries.

The sand dunes stand tall, like proud overseers of the youthful children below. Corpulent teenagers and adults huff and puff all the way up, like emphysema patients gasping for air. Wee kids run all the way up the enormous sand dunes, occasionally sinking in soft spots. The ocean waves are big, but not as big as they usually are. Waves crash onto the rocks out by the pier, pulling what little trash back to the ocean with it. A few teens start swimming towards the rocks but their parents yell at them to come back. Surprisingly the few teens listen to what their parents say.

Hours later, the sun starts to go down, and darkness takes over. Shades of blue, red, purple, and pinkish-yellow take over the sky. They were mixed with puffy clouds that lined the beginning of the sky and the end of the water. The darker shades are on the bottom of the lower clouds. Annoying seagulls fly overhead, screeching and swooping down to the water, looking for tantalizing fish. Then, as quickly as it came up the sun went down. Bright stars started filling the night sky while everyone was leaving. Over-sized SUVs and old dented pick- up trucks whizzed carelessly out of the parking lot and into the lonely road ahead.

The Ocean


Joined March 2008

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This is an essay that I’ve wrote not too long ago. I kind of liked it so I decided to post it on here.

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