There Olivia sat looking at the body of water that never ends, how it flowed back and forth like a rocking chair. Then she heard something like a pair of foot steps that was coming closer to her. Olivia quickly turns her head to the direction of what is making the noise, the first thing she saw was the person's pearly, white teeth. Suddenly, Olivia's face lights up and rushes to hug her father, the man in the plain blue shirt and Capri's.
"Hi, daddy I am so glad you are back home. It has been long two weeks, especially with Aunt Sarah taking care of me. So, where is mom?" Olivia said.
"Hey! It's nice to see you too. Oh, um . . . mom is still at her mission," replied dad.
"Daddy,did you just say mom is on a mission?"questioned Olivia.
"No sorry I meant at a meeting, yeah she is at a meeting", stuttered her father, while he scratched the back of his head.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Sensory Details
Before
At the beach on a cloudy day.
After
My first bare step from the wood's scratchy surface to the wet patted down cement -like sand. I stood feeling the light beach breeze, the one that has the sent of salt from the ocean and the sea creatures that came from it. Each step I took it went " flip, flop" because of the sandals I decided to put on. At this moment half -way to my salty and watery destination. The view was beautiful having the sight of the bright blue ocean . Also, the seeing of the white foamy ends of the waves each time it repeats. There it is, only a few feet away, feeling its mist. Then I stop walking, groping for the towel in my bag, the one that is small with a tie-die design, I finally found it. Taking grip of it I tugged the colorful item, then I layed it out and took a seat looking at the view mother nature's natural beauty.
At the beach on a cloudy day.
After
My first bare step from the wood's scratchy surface to the wet patted down cement -like sand. I stood feeling the light beach breeze, the one that has the sent of salt from the ocean and the sea creatures that came from it. Each step I took it went " flip, flop" because of the sandals I decided to put on. At this moment half -way to my salty and watery destination. The view was beautiful having the sight of the bright blue ocean . Also, the seeing of the white foamy ends of the waves each time it repeats. There it is, only a few feet away, feeling its mist. Then I stop walking, groping for the towel in my bag, the one that is small with a tie-die design, I finally found it. Taking grip of it I tugged the colorful item, then I layed it out and took a seat looking at the view mother nature's natural beauty.
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