A Morning at the Beach.

It was early in the morning, when the sky was still dim. I was travel on the beach by myself with my lynchpinals off, feeling the grainy sand that comforts my feet as I walked across the shore. The tide send off the shore, making the spray of water splash on my skin. The salty air blowing on my face felt wet and chill as it passed by.

The beach was rattling quiet, there was no safe of men, but the seagulls peacefully let looseed as they soar overhead, singing, and searching for food. The shout out wind whistles through the beach like an arriving train (too impregnable a simile) as the crash of the waves thunder through my ears.

As I looked indorse, the footprint I left showed my path. Suddenly, a tide afflicted the shore, wiping out-of-door the mark I had left, and then disappeared. Looking removed away, I saw nothing but the deep sad sea. Just then I saw something glistening in the vast watery blue. I walked over and picked it up and it was a bottle which had a brownish stem which was ripped from all four-spot sides.

March 15 1492

Dear diary,

it is now almost dusk. The shoreline of Spain is late slipping away; soon it provide fade into the horizon and disappear alto pissher from view. It will not take us long to fall into place the end of our map, the edge of all. We will be the first to go beyond this point. I have no idea what awaits us once we leave the edge of the map, but I am ready for whatever may come.

I fold up the paper and put the lid over it. I throw it back into the ocean and watch it slowly drift away. I slowly walk away heading for...

Grammar and scentence strutcure needs to be reworked.


ante up attention to:

1) Spelling, ie. Descriptive, not discriptive;

2) Proper comma use;

3) there are many scentence fragments whic join to make a sort of long run on.

5) Keep tense consistent. Now and was cannot proceed at the same time

6) Pluraize plural objects.

i love this imaginative story, its rattling down to earth and very hearty. Even though its a bit short its very sweet. Welldone

I like your essay very much. Its one of the descriptive works, which make you feel and think. Feel the water...the wind...become a part of the nature. Think about the changes in history of populate, and live a kind of nostalgy for the times that had passed away.

Its unfortunate how some people just cant open the doors of their hearts, stop thinking and start feeling...So my advice is to overcompensate attention not to stop doing what youve started.

well, i dont think that chirp is the right word for seagulls but it may be a matter of opinion. Its quite short unfortunately but its a good piece of descriptive work, i wouldnt say splendid but acceptable.

Overall it is a good essay. The level of the author will surely be upgraded with practice and intensive reading.

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