Wednesday, March 21, 2012

At The Beach by Renae

At the beach I saw seagulls swooping down trying to eat some chips people threw on the ground.
At the beach I heard waves swishing around softly on the shore.
At the beach I smelled barbecues cooking and also the fishy smell of the sea.
At the beach I tasted yukky sand in my sandwich, salt water accidentally got in my mouth.
At the beach I felt a beach ball in my hand I threw it around up in the air and on the sand.

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