The beach

 On the most sunny day of the week our parents decided to go on a trip to the beach. When we got there I stepped on the bridge with my sandals. 

I could see the waves crashing down one by one. I can also see the palm trees waving like a tube balloon. As I walked I could smell the sunscreen rubbed all over the people walking past.

I could smell the strong smell of salt water up my nose. Finding a spot to sit I could hear little kids voices playing wild animals. I could also hear the crackling sound from the trees.

I can feel the soft sand against my leg. I can feel the scaly seashells rubbing on my toes.

Getting out of there was seaweed all over me. I could taste the ungrateful taste of water. Lastly we went home and got warm.