Creative Writing On Beach

“Yeah, I do.” I tell him. Honest. In moments, I’m above the waves, feeling the soft swell of the water beneath the soles of my feet. Laughing at the tiny fish sucking on my toes. Jumping instead of stepping over the breaker that crashes toward us. Running across a back draw as the ocean pulls up another monstrous wave. The little girl does the same as me, only on the sand. The man with the instrument puts a flower in her hair and she kisses his cheek. I see the tattoo across his chest. A Marquesan Cross. A wave surges across the backs of my legs. “This is amazing!” I cry, elated. “How do you do

This is very good descriptive writing and I can really tell what the writer means. The first sentence he says “t mounts at sea, a concave wall” I know exactly what this means. This means when you are kinda feeling the pull of the wave it gets bigger and bigger once you're in the right spot and it becomes like a wall. This way when it comes crashing down a little you can get current and push to ride the wave. After this is it says “ribbed with shine” I don’t exactly know what this means but i kinda have an idea. Once you get up and is riding the wave you kinda have this feeling inside of joy or fun. When the

As I looked backed at what seemed to be a decent sized wave, I started paddling with all my might, digging through the water, deeper and deeper. The wave came closer and I felt a push from my cousin as I caught the wave. “Stand up” my cousin yelled behind me as the monstrous wave began to swallow me up. I stood up, rode the wave all the way to the shore, and fell in love with the sport of surfing. Since that day, I have loved everything one could ever love about the sport: The salty water as it touched my body, the push of the wave as it stood me up on my smooth yet sticky board, and the exhilarating rush that I felt after every perfect ride. But not quite everything about the sport came easy to me, it took a long ride to find the love I have for the sport today. When I first started competitively surfing, I

While walking in there were many rocks on the ocean floor that shifted as i stepped on them, the rocks were also painful while holding a board. Once we got deep enough we set the board up so we could begin learning the basics of paddleboarding on the ocean. When we got on the boards we had to start on our knees so that we would have more balance before trying to stand up. After I felt sturdy, I slowly began to stand while rocking side to side, gaining my balance and trying not to fall off the board in front of everyone at the beach. I gained my balance by using the paddle to help me. We then started to paddle up and down the beach. As I paddled for a long period of time it became easier to move and maneuver on the board. I also saw a turtle slowly emerge with its head out of the water and as me and my uncle approached closer to it, the turtle submerged and then dived. I watched it as it disappeared into the depth of the ocean becoming a darker figure and then it was gone. After a while of paddle boarding we finally took a break and decided to call it a day, drinking a cold refreshing drink and enjoying the

Sitting on my board with my feet in the sand, I look out at the ocean and take in the smell of the salty air that has always reminded me of home. What I’d do to have Pops here, giving me some guidance. Memphis ears perk up and his head cocks to the side, as her voice calls out to us, “A surfing cowboy, now I’ve seen everything!” She

Santiago and the sea are my only friends but that’s okay with me. They are all I need. My dad thinks that I spend too much time with the water. I like to look at the sea. He says that if I’m down there so much I should be catching something at least. I like to catch fish but I like to let them catch me even more. Sometimes if I stand down there long enough they will come to me. I don’t catch them, I watch them. There’s something calming about the way they look when they swim around. They’re so comfortable in their home. I wish I could be that comfortable in mine. I wonder if I really belong in the water. Maybe I’m like a fish that was taken out of the water. If only I could survive in the water, maybe that would feel right. If I could float in the sea right now without getting in trouble, I would. I would just to know if it felt

The conditions are perfect today-the wind direction, tide and size of the waves are a surfer’s paradise. I know, at this moment, that I will never experience

A young girl shook nervously at the sight of the wide tides of her family's privately owned ocean side. She herself had lived in this familiar place for over eleven years... Why was she so scared to do this? She sighed underneath her shaky breath and made her way towards the waves, dragging her surfboard closely with her. When she reached the area she was greeted by her father, A strong but yet still a goofy professional surfer. When he saw his daughter has finally pushed back her peers, he smiled and walked towards her. "How ya doin' pumpkin?" she stared at him with glassy eyes before replying."I'm fine, I guess." her voice was dry. The man simply shook his head and bent down towards her. "Amber." He said with a serious tone, "I want you to go out and surf like you mean it... Just

The morning was perfect, the weather and the wind were promising it will be an unforgettable experience. He was truly sure that he would have faced the most challenges wave in his surfer career. However there were many others surfer around and it was quite difficult to find an appropriate place for him to fully express his talent without having to deal with the limited space or the risk to be hurtled by others.

The sound of the crashing waves surrounding me, and my family yelling "Run Lauren!" filled the air as I stood in awe of this wave heading straight toward me. My family decided to take a trip to Los Angeles, California to visit family, and the popular landmarks the state holds. I was excited to visit the beach because I had never encountered the ocean or the tropical climate before. I had never seen the ocean before so my excitement to go to the beach overflowed. While we were in California we had the opportunity to visit the beach but due to a tight time schedule, we did not have the opportunity to spend much time at the beach. The day we went seemed perfect to go, but with only a limited time frame to go, we did not have the opportunity to

The beach was a very tropical the water was very clear and light blue . The sand smooth ,comfortable,and soft . The mountains were beautiful and big .It also had so many tall trees . Lily starts running to the spot where she wants her things and she starts getting ready to surf . As she puts her swimsuit on she sees these 2 boys surfing out at the distance . She is really excited to swim so she swimming

‘’ Wake up, wake up you lazy kids’’ my mum said, ‘’we are going to the beach”. My sister, my two brothers, and I woke with extreme energy, happy because it was the first time we visit the beach that summer. The day dawned bright, the sky was painted in bright blue; the beautiful sun was gleaming and shining gloriously. It was idyllic for a picnic by the sea. We quickly packed our stuff, we took some snacks and swimming outfits, and of course chair decks; we took a fast breakfast, and then we headed to the beach. I was very excited because it was my first summer without the safety armbands. However, I knew that it was going to be a bit of scary and risky but not as much what happened with me, it was like the first day at school.

I walked along the beach. As I was walking I could feel the fresh smell of the beach like it was an air freshener but it also smelled that gave me a tingle in my nose. As I kept walking along the beach I could feel the light breeze coming against me. This fresh air felt warm as I felt like I was sleeping in a comfortable bed. I kept walking in the beach, as I did it felt like an escape to all my problems and also my stress. Beach felt like a solution to all my problems and could be open with anything.

Just as I sit down on the sand my mind starts to unwind. The many spectacular sights jump at my eyes. As far as I can see there is turquoise water in front of me. Surfers wearing their bright colored suits grab their

The warm breeze of the ocean air flies past my face. The heat of the yellow sun was sizzling, beating down against my skin, tanning and burning it within seconds. Beach goers were crowded around in all directions. Seagulls gliding past the groups of people, scouting for dropped or forgotten food to eat. Their little footprints marking a trail in the sand all over the place, going in a million different directions, searching for their next meal. I take in the exquisiteness of it all, the blue-green waves crashing into the sandy shore, making white foam and bubbles wash into the sea, little boys and girls that are digging in the bright white sand running away from the small waves before they get wet. The beach is a stunning place to be; there's just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever.