Gabe Sea Story

          sitting by the beach

I’m sitting staring watching by myself reflecting on whats in front of me.

I can hear seagulls diving down at each other.Waves crashing furiously against the wet moist rocks.

I can feel the spray splashing up against my face as the waves crash against the rocks continuously.

I can see crabs trying desperately to escape the waves dragging them into the sea

I can smell  the bitter smell of the salty sea water filling my mouth.

        

BJ Sea Story

The beach

Ok i was sitting beside a rock pool listening to the waves crashing against the rocks, sea gulls squawking and the wind whistling.

Now i can smell salty water, sea weed and moss in the distance. Dying fish, fresh takeaways way out in the distance.

I can taste salt, fresh air and moisture.

 Now i can see waves crashing against each other. The sea gulls fighting over a deed fish. The beautiful sun set setting and the clouds going orange. I can see light and dark spots in the water. Sea gulls diving for the fish in the rock pools beginning to be empty by the ocean.

I can feel cold water, hard rocks, slime, sea shells and foam

on my hands and feet.

Riley Sea Story

THE BEACH

I can see he shimmering water sparkling in my eye. I saw the beautiful sunset CRASH! SMASH! as the water hits the rocks. I can smell salty air. what is there in the water , a shiny shell. Waves have hit the the rocks. I smell the misty seaweed.

I hear the shells crackling as they hit the waves. OH HOW I CAN SEE THE SEAGULLS. there wrecking my view of they night sky. their making so much noise PLOP!. what is that, it is seagull poop. the wind was whistling loudly

I get up and have a stretch when i step in green slime. in all of things i can step in i step in slime. i fell so disgusted. i see clouds  clouds coming over the beach. the waves are rising high that i had to step back.

IN THE DISTANCE I SAW THE FLOCK FLYING AWAY. BUT I HAD TO LEAVE

I LOVE THE BEACH!

  

  

Ryan sea story

Sea story 

Spray, the wonderful spry of the great blue seas. Small mossy rock pools with tiny orange gentile crabs with sand paper like skin scutering into it’s cozy home in the brick hard rock.

The strange silky feeling of the sea weed and the nice sound of the seagulls above me flying into the great calm yellow sunset.Im sitting here by myself just to think...

Waves crashing every time I blink my eyes and when I move forward sea shells crackle

under my feet like pop corn popping non-stop. 

Wind  whirling around me it almost as if I stood up I would be blown away by the strong breeze and sent into the nice cold water.

The sad smell of the dead fish around me.The strange foam build up and moving on to the rugged rocks only to be taken by the shimmering water.

Fresh air nothing better. Some fish around me and if I try to catch but it notices me and darts away.

Family’s in the distance playing in the water and trying to catch some snapper.

This would be the life