Personal Narrative Essay: A Day At The Beach

I feel the gentle hot sand beneath my bare feet the tips of shells peek from the holes in the sand. The ocean….. I look over to see Allie sitting in her purple beach chair and i began to walk over across the sand. I haven't been to Willow cove beach since I was 3 when my mom was drinking all night at the beach bar and left me until someone called the cops at 2 in the morning to pick me up. So now I usually go surfing at Clearwater beach instead.

After traveling for 3-hours, my family arrived at our beach house in Ocean City Maryland. After making a quick trip for groceries, we decided to go to bed and set alarm clocks for early in the morning. After a good nights sleep, I woke up to the pleasant smell of bacon and eggs. After feasting on a delightful breakfast, my brothers and I began to get ready for the beach. We went down the creaky wooden stairs of our beach house and unlocked the storage room located beneath the home. I decided to carry both of the floral umbrellas while my brothers took the portable beach chairs. After grabbing all of our gear, we headed back up the weathered stairs and towards the distant sand dunes. As we approached the entrance of the sand dunes, the satisfying sounds of the ocean's waves started to become closer and closer. Once we traveled closer, the vivid orange sun began to ascend from the deep sea. At this early point in the morning, the sand walkway enclosed by dunes, hadn't heated up from the sun, so the sand had a soothing feeling of cool sand between each toe. Upon reaching the shore, we noticed that not many beachgoers had set up their

“Caleb, Isaac, Luke, Simon, lunchtime,” my mom interrupted my thoughts. “It’s sandwiches and chips, with some Oreos!” At the sound of Oreos, we all got out of the water and came over for lunch.

After traveling for 3-hours, my family arrived at our beach house in Ocean City Maryland. After making a quick trip for groceries, we decided to go to bed and set alarm clocks for early in the morning. After a good nights sleep, I woke up to the pleasant smell of bacon and eggs. After feasting on a delightful breakfast, my brothers and I began to get ready for the beach. We went down the creaky wooden stairs of our beach house and unlocked the storage room located beneath the home. I decided to carry both of the floral umbrellas while my brothers took the portable beach chairs. After grabbing all of our gear, we headed back up the weathered stairs and towards the distant sand dunes. As we approached the entrance of the sand dunes, the satisfying sounds of the ocean's waves started to become closer and closer. Once we traveled closer, the vivid orange sun began to ascend from the deep sea. At this early point in the morning, the sand walkway enclosed by

The other week I went camping and my friend Bri fell into a lake at Stokes National Forest. Bri screamed “Caroline!” as she flew into the lake!

For the past few years my family and I have been going to the same vacation spot. Myrtle Beach, South Carolina is located along the beautiful Atlantic Ocean and is packed with fun and entertainment for the whole family. My family looks forward to this vacation every year, because it is filled with fun, excitement, and incredible food.

I was didn’t feel like I should fall into the salty waters of the waves. After, some time my older sister who was much apparently stronger than me, pushed my in from the side the beach. Terrified I tried to run out until a small star like rough creature was noticed on my foot from deep below the waters surface. Grasping out I grabbed the small creature out from the water and onto my hand. I had noticed that he was curled as to give my open and much larger hand, a hug. After, realizing he meant no harm I began to put him back in the water, back to his home along with all the other creatures of the deep blue sea. Then, as I took at the small star fly into the water I look out as seen the beautiful waves of blue and white coming towards me with an accompaniment of fresh salt water air. The air pushing back my black and brunette hair as I stand confidently waiting for the gust of water to hit my knees almost as hard as my mother hit mine on the plane. After, a while we had to leave due to the tide was hitting to hard against time current from a near by storm coming

Seagulls soared delicately over my head and the race of the waves upon the shore had made it clear that it was the perfect summer day in California. Various kites of contrasting colors and shapes flew overhead as they danced with the wind. In its essence, the exquisite body of the abysmal, salty water glistened to its heart’s content. My mom, my sister, and many of the many friends of my mother’s were enjoying a pleasant stroll in the cool breeze. T-shirts, shorts, sunglasses, and vibrant colored swimming suits were what filled the San Diego beach as a common apparel.

Tomorrow at noon i will be getting picked up early from school. My family and I are leaving to go to Virginia Beach. Where it's always hot and the air smells like salt from the ocean. I am hoping that in the three days we are there i can go parasailing. Also i would like to go charter boat fishing, i called and asked how much it would be and they said it would only be thirty five dollars a person and u get to keep what u catch. My mom called the parasailing place and they said the have three different types of flying. The first one u can go up eight hundred feet, the second one was nine hundred and the third one was a thousand feet off the ground. If i do go parasailing i am going to go all out. Even though i am afraid of heights i am getting

It was a nice sunny day on the beach in the Bahamas. There was a nice, calm breeze and there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky. In the distance there were other islands and boats, and a giant building. It looked like a picture out of a magazine.

Waking up at the crack of dawn. I tossed one bag after another down the staircase feeling sluggish.

It was a bright sunny day in Virginia Beach when I went outside to check for mail in the mail box. That is when I realized that I was invited to Wiz Khalifa’s birthday but there is one thing better than that it’s in atlantis in the Bahamas! Then the unthinkable happened Travis Pastrana and Kevin Hart showed up in a big jacked up super duty Dodge with a trailer full of dirtbikes, and at that moment I knew it was time to party. “ I said i’ll be right out with my stuff!”

It was pitch black outside. Luckily, we all brought our flashlights. We had gone into the woods for a walk and lost where our tents were. It took us more than an hour to get back to camp. Once we got back we all collapsed in our beds and fell asleep.

I waked up and I looked to my left to see my parents were watching the sunrise on

I woke up to the sound of crashing ocean waves, and the soft, fluffy feel of sand. Even though the loud yet peaceful sound of the ocean was almost the only thing I could hear, I heard the soft ¨PIT-PAT¨ of teeny foot steps before they suddenly sped up and went another direction. Then, everything that was happening sunk in, and I opened my eyes to see a beautiful island. I didn't remember where I was, or how I had gotten here, or anything else for that matter. The only thing I could remember was my name.