House 43 Digest Online

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I was with my friends.
Walking on the beach.
The sun was setting,
all we saw was purple and orange.
There was a slight breeze in the air.
My friends hat blew off
We ran after it, my friend jumped.
She fell on the sand,
we were walking on wet gooey sand,
it stuck to our feet.
I heard it go squish squash,
our feet sunk into it.
It was high tide so it touched our feet.
It felt so cold, yet good.
I had to run and jump,
I opened my eyes.
I was in the cold salty water of the ocean.
My heart was beating hard,
I ran out and dropped my
weight on the sand,
It all stuck to me,
I felt like an ice cream cone
with sprinkles.