Essay about Life Is a Beach

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Have you ever had a terrible experience at the beach? It is very hard to, unless a case of bright red sunburn is in the future. To me the beach, specifically Belmar Beach, has been the place to escape to and have all the worries melt from me like a popsicle that has been left in the sun. It is the place to let my soul fly like the seagulls that fill the blue sky above. Whenever a problem inflates in my life a trip to the beach has always been the answer. It is like as soon as my bare feet step on the rustic sand all my worries and obligations are just erased. My head begins to clear just like the ocean. Millions of memories engulf into my head as soon as the smell of salt fresh air fills my lungs. As I take a seat in my blue beach chair, …show more content…
Have you ever had a terrible experience at the beach? It is very hard to, unless a case of bright red sunburn is in the future. To me the beach, specifically Belmar Beach, has been the place to escape to and have all the worries melt from me like a popsicle that has been left in the sun. It is the place to let my soul fly like the seagulls that fill the blue sky above. Whenever a problem inflates in my life a trip to the beach has always been the answer. It is like as soon as my bare feet step on the rustic sand all my worries and obligations are just erased. My head begins to clear just like the ocean. Millions of memories engulf into my head as soon as the smell of salt fresh air fills my lungs. As I take a seat in my blue beach chair, my eyes fill with photographs. Pictures of what are happening now and recollections of what happened in the past. In front of me I see children making sand castles and laughing. The memories fill my head of when I was just a little tot. It reminded me of the times when my parents would pack up the car on a Saturday morning and we would rush down to the beach. The car would be packed to the roof with anything a family of two girls and parents would need. It included various beach chairs, many buckets and shovels, animal sand molds that we never used but still needed, and of course plenty of towels and an enormous cooler filled with snacks. The thought of that past memory suddenly brings a huge bright smile to my face. Even though it is the
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