- Arriving
- Going to the beach
- Swimming
The Sun glanced at me. It felt like I was getting cooked.
I could hardly see the surf but I couldn't wait to get down the beach.
The sand was sucking me in like vacuum cleaner .
I'm trying to escape from the grasp sand. I'm nearly there.
Now I can sink into the water and gaze at the ocean.
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