An Ocean of Memory Sarah Fradkin, Eighth Grade
I walk across the golden beach my feet sinking into the soft warm sand bare toes moving around freely and my ears pleased with the sound of rushing waves
looking down the water is transparent as glass and beside my feet lays a seashell picking it up I am awed by the variation of color purple pink orange blue I play with it in my hand small ridges on top but smooth as silk on the bottom
coming closer the sand becomes cooler wetter as my feet start to submerge
entering the water I close my eyes to enjoy the smooth sea the fresh air laced with the scent of salt standing there I preserve the perfect moment as waves brush against my skin and my hair sways in the light breeze opening my eyes I soak in the beauty of it all the eternal sea stretching out to the horizon shimmering like stars at night in the deep blue expanse rays of sun fighting the clouds to be seen
as I exit the water I keep the small shell as a memory of this day a promise that someday I will return
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