Personal Narrative On The Beach

Where do you go to for your birthday? I usually stay home, but this birthday was special. For my 12th birthday, my family and I went to Ocean City. I was in Ocean City for three days. Going to Ocean City is one of my favorite places to go for vacation. We went before when I was little, but now it had been five years since I have gone to Ocean City. When I found out we were going to Ocean City I was overjoyed. We left on Friday, September 2nd. This was one of the best birthdays ever!

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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 eight am, a warm summer day, when I woke up as my alarm rang. Not even tired, I stood up and walked over to the bathroom. I stepped in the shower and turned it on, that the warm water ran down my skin and let me shiver. I washed my body and my hair, and ten minutes later, I stood in front of the mirror and watched myself, while I thought, that today would be a wonderful day. So I brushed my teeth and put perfectly make-up on, before I went to the bedroom again. I grabbed some pants and a shirt and dressed me up. After that, I took my small, black hair brush and went through my thick, dark brown hair, that ends underneath my breasts.

"Good afternoon San Francisco, I'm Chris Hamsmith, and as you can tell my lovely co-anchor Sonya isn't next to me well that's because she's at Ocean Beach on this unusually warm day, so Sonya can you tell us how thing's are at the beach?" I nodded my head and looked at the cameraman smiling.

The sand under my bare feet is surprisingly cool. I'm sprinting as fast as I can toward the ocean, inhaling the briny air with relish. It's my last day in California and I'm finally where I've longed to be my whole trip. My best friend, Sabrina, is far behind me, carefully piling our things by the steps winding down from the massive pier to the beach side. I spin mid-leap and wave wildly to her. I hear some Japanese tourists laughing at my glee, and that just makes me smile even wider. She waves back and jogs to me, carefully avoiding the flock of angry seagulls I recklessly ran through a minute prior. I gave Sabrina my cellphone to hold since I wasn't sure if I was going to run into the water or not, and she's now filming me with it. I don't know what exactly she's hoping to capture, but I'm glad she's preserving the moment, although I'm sure I'll never forget it.

There was a time I remember being at a friends to swim. We had just put our sunscreen on and did not decide to wait until it had dried to our skin. Within a few hours we all had burns on every inch of our body. For the next few weeks my back was bright red and soon I began to peel. It was like taking paint of a wall when it came of my back. That was a time I realized that reading the instructions can get you a long way away from torment. For a week I had realy bad sunburns on my shoulders and for some odd reason on my legs.

I finally wake up to my ear wrenching alarm clock. Gosh I hate that thing, it gets so annoying. I threw my blankets off of me to the foot of my bed with most of it on the floor. I got up and basically dragged my body to the bathroom. I turned on the shower to only find ice cold water, again since my mom keeps taking all the hot water. Once I took an ice cold shower, I wrapped a towel around my body and got out, with my dripping wet brown hair falling right in top of my shoulders. I went into my bedroom to face a 30 minute battle of trying to find what to wear for the day. After many fails I finally settled over a plain white tanktop with a florescent pink cardigan, light blue rolled up jeans and white vans.

The Golden flare from the enormous sun eliminated all traces of shadows from the prodigious beach in Miami, Florida. While on the beach with my family I observed the great, green ocean that stood before my eyes; it was profound, beautiful, yet something about it seemed mysterious. The bright sparkling of emerald green crystals stood before the ocean, while at the same time the light breeze tucked and pulled my hair. My mother handed me a white coral necklace that had attached to it an old rusted, silver symbol of Poseidon's Trident . My mother said to me in a delicate voice, “this was given to me by my mother. I want you to have it now. You never know when it will come in use”. I put the weightless, loose necklace around my smooth, neck while

"Yeah, okay. Yeah I will, ahuh. Okay, love you too. Bye.” I said when I hung up with my father, rolling my eyes. Unzipping the flap to my favorite blue tent I carelessly climbed in, dragging dirt from the campsite behind me; I quickly threw some random items I surely wouldn't need into a back pack. Make sure you bring a sweatshirt and an extra flashlight, once the sun sets it gets very cold and dark. I ignored every second my father had just spent lecturing me about being well-prepared. My friends and I were already running behind schedule and had no time to waste. The bus would be there any minute.

I rose from the bed and tugged a sheet over my bare body. I slipped into the bathrrom, turned the shower switch on and ducked underneath the heated water. The hot steam made me feel likeI was suffocating so I pressed my head against the glass door to breathe. I didn't realize my eyes were wet until they began to sting horribly. I slapped the faucet off and slumped onto the wall

It wasn't too hot or too cold, it was the perfect weather. I lifted my hands over my head and took a deep breath. The grass was slightly moist from the rain last night. I stepped out into the bright sunlight, urging my muscles to wake up. Fall was literally around the corner and I was trying to enjoy the last few days of summer before the leaves started turning brown and everyone brought out the pumpkins and turkeys. I glanced at my watch and read the time. I had thirty minutes before school and I hadn't done anything to get ready. I hadn't even brushed my teeth yet or made my bed. I woke up, rubbed my eyes and came out onto the front porch. I had a valid excuse for waking up and going outside though, I wanted to catch her

I woke up early in the morning, to find the sun shining brightly in my eyes as I awake from my slumber. I quickly heard the familiar sound of pancakes sizzling on the rough surface of the frying pan.  As soon as I got out of bed, I raced to the kitchen to eat pancakes, as I enter I hear the warm voice of my mothers greeting.  I quickly ate, because I was excited to go swimming.  As soon as I finished, I brought my plates over to the sink, I dashed back to my room to change.  I quickly changed into my swimsuit, running throughout the house grabbing my towel, phone, goggles.

I was exhausted and filthy, I smelt like dirty socks that hadn’t been washed in years. As soon as I got home, I hopped into the shower, the warm water dripping from my hair to my toes. I ran my fingers through the rough tangles in my curly brown hair. As I grabbed the shampoo bottle I could feel my feet burning from the blisters on my the bottom of my feet. I turned knob on the left side of the shower to turn off the water and reached for a dry towel and wrapped it around my waist. Water trickled down my legs as I attempted to dry myself off. I slipped into my favorite warm pajama pants and put on a large teal sweatshirt, then i got into bed and pulled the covers up to my face and immediately dozed off into a deep sleep. I dreamt of the future a life filled of adventure with a young boy that I could call my own. Suddenly, there was a loud, blaring sound coming from across the room.

I took a short shower. The tears of shower fell on my body, and the fragrance of the fabulous flower shower gel filled the bathroom while I thought of the enormous tasks for this day. At the end, I brushed my curly long hair using a wooden brush, and I made a brilliant braid hairstyle. I went to my bedroom, and I found a comfortable outfit, which is a gray legging and a broadcloth blue blouse looking at me with sad eyes saying, “you didn't wear us from a long time.”