1. The Beach
With each step I leave a footprint in the wet, grainy earth. ... The air is saturated with mist from the sea. ... The wind blows my damp hair into my face, refreshing me with every gust. ... I put it in my bag, along with all the other things I have taken away from "my beach." ... The sun is gone and the ocean sinks into blackness. ...
- Word Count: 618
- Approx Pages: 2
- Grade Level: High School