I was sitting in the car with the bumpy chair on my back and seeing the pastel sky. The car stopped and I opened the door and I jumped softly. I went running straight to the warm sand. And then I found a place where I could rest. I took some photos and admired them. A couple passed by, they had a black dog and it sniffed me. I laughed. I remembered that I had a notebook so I wrote about how wonderful the beach was. It got foggy for thirty seconds then it got really sunny. So I asked my dad if I could go into the ocean and he said yes.
Boom! I jumped into the water and it splashed softly like a feather. It looked blurry under the sea. I felt the hard rock on my knees, it felt sharp. Then I was flapping my hands like a bird so I could breathe. My hair was soaking wet, so was my skin. I looked around and saw birds flying in the warm air. I put my hands down to see if I would get any seashells then I felt something as soft as a cloud. I picked it up and saw that it was a tan seashell. It looked wonderful under the hot sun. I loved it. I started swimming to the shore. The sand was stuck to my feet. The wind touched my skin. I got goosebumps on my arms. I got a towel, it was blue and smooth as a rose petal. I dried myself quickly like clockwork and changed into my normal clothes.
I lay down calmly and was thinking about the ocean. I closed my eyes gently and slept for three minutes. Then I opened my eyes and put my head out to look at the divine beach. Then I tapped my dad on the shoulder to tell him I wanted to go home. He turned his head fast and said yes. So I picked up my stuff and stood up to walk to the car. Once I got there I opened the door roughly and sat in the seat. And my dad turned on the car and we drove home. When I got there I showered. After that my dad made hot chocolate, it was delicious.
I hope when you are stressed this story will calm you down.