The Beach Written By Samantha Runyon Seven Years Old

One Day I went to the Beach I felt the hot sun gazing upon the sand I could feel the cold water rushing into each wave I can smell the salty water I can hear the Seagulls chirping above the waters edge I can see the golden gray sand sparkling under the hot sun I can see little brown Sand Crabs clicking and clacking by my feet I can see the beautiful shells shinning while they're being washed away by the salty sea When down at the Beach the Lighthouse flashes again,again and again