I saw many people sunbathing, eating, talking and swimming.

As I stood up, I got bashed onto the boiling like sun ground by some ruthless kids.

I stood up again to feel tiny food crumbs in between my feet and now I had dirty clothes.

I could now feel a shower crying sweat falling down my head.

I jumped around from place-to-place dodging food crumbs and trying as much as possible not to boil my feet. Once I arrived at the greasy wet sand, I got bombarded with sand balls being thrown at me as I earlier knocked down a kid’s sandcastle. Once I felt the water I froze as it was as cold as ice. Once my feet got used to the water, I felt trillions of spiky shells scratch and scrape my feet. Once I fully entered the water I got bombarded by tsunamis and got salty sea water in my eyes and nose. Finally, I entered the deep area of the ocean and could relax as if I was in a spa.

 

I stood up and headed towards the beach, the sand flood my feet as quick as a human could blink. I pushed my way into the beach, I got in, and the frost bit my fingers and toes. I froze with fear, it was as cold as Antarctica. Shivering, I got out as quick as a lightning bolt and fell on the ground. I let the snug sand hug me with force.

 

 After heating myself with the sand I sauntered back to my beach chair where I would have an apple. It had gotten windy; the trees were dancing as the air hit them. This was the thousandth time today the wind had pushed off my cap. I pushed myself off the chair to fetch the cap. The burning sand boiled my feet, as fast as I could I ran back to the chair with my cap in my hand. I decided to go to my house, the sun was now really burning me.

 

Seagulls squawking and stealing foods. As I dived in the water, the water was cold like antarctica and for some reason, the water pushed me back to surface. Every time I kept going to the cold water, the water kept pushing me back to the surface. I was getting as bored as a snail trying to walk for so long. 

 

So, I decided to eat a delicious, scrumptious sandwich, as I was about to nibble on the sandwich, The dang seagull swooped in and ate my personal snack! I was mad, so I yelled at the seagull, then… the seagull’s bomb came into my mouth. 

 

I exploded. I kept screaming non-stop, it felt like I screamed for one whole day. I drank a bottle of water, I felt better. But I was also disappointed about the whole day. So I went back to the weird beach, people screaming, trucks honking the same thing. But I got to eat my delicious sandwich and no seagull’s bomb arrived at my mouth.

I was on a lovely beach. I could smell the salt from the ocean. I could smell the sunscreen people were wearing. I walk past the people and to the water. I can feel the water tickling my feet and the water gave me a hug when it wrapped around me. I walked through the beach. I could hear the children laughing and playing about in the sand and jumping through the waves and the seagulls’ squawked in the background like a car alarm. I could see lots of people relaxing and tanning on the warm sand and the other children playing volleyball and beachball. Children and adults eating ice-creams to cool themselves. I could see the water in the ocean, and it was shimmering like a diamond in the brilliant light of a ballroom. It was a big bathtub of salty water. The ocean was running across the shore and to me it felt like the see was a dishwasher when it moves back and forth. The water was crashing with the power of an angry gorilla and the sand on the shore looked like a golden blanket. To me the ocean looks like and feels like a shark’s buffet where they feast on other sea animals. The seais the best place to observe these little things

 
 

Inside the study there was not much furniture only the bare minimum, a plush single seater couch, an uncomfortable looking desk with a worn out dark, leather office chair and an enormous bookshelf which was stuffed with books except for the top shelf which was reserved for all the cruel, thin and whip like canes the principal used to beat his students raw. In the corner hung a portrait of the previous headmaster with seemed to glare at us as we walked by. Shuddering as we remembered the worst moments of our lives right here in this office just a few days ago, me and Thwaites scanned the room for the headmaster's morning coffee which had just been delivered by the headmaster's personal assistant.  

 
 

“There,” whispered Thwaites as he spotted the cup of coffee sat at the edge of the wooden desk beaming with authority as if it were challenging them to come ruin it. “Bingo,” I replied as I shuffled forward over the disgusting rug, ready to spike the brown liquid with the atrocious candy. As I was about to ruin the coffee, I heard the little ‘crunch crunch’ of gravel under car tires in the driveway outside. Alarms started ringing faintly in my head and as quickly as I could I dropped the candy into the cup. 

 
 

Not waiting to see what happened to the acidic little sucker, me and Thwaites scrambled out of the room just in time. A flush of triumph washed over me and the boys as we bounded to class, waiting restlessly to see the results of our latest adventure. 

 
 

 
 

 

 

The beach was peaceful and silent like a library. As I march to the beat of the crashing waves just to get to the water, the soft smooth and crunchy sand, as white as snow, burned my feet, I must have walked a hundred miles just to get to shore because my feet couldn’t resist the pain. I could smell the sweet sun cream smell and the same salty ocean waters while its waves crashed into the shore. The sun beamed on my body but for some reason it felt as a blanket covering me. clear, the sea was a smooth plate as I entered the crystal light blue waters, only to find colourful fish and huge coral reefs although the water was as cold as ice, I could see as far as where the sea meets the sky and the sand, a golden blanket. the trees danced back and forth as the gentle wind softly kissed my cheeks as I walked. I closed my eyes, and I could hear the leaf’s fighting and crashing together, I then went to lay down I thought the beach is the best home I can ever live in.

 

“finally, its winter holidays" Screamed mom. “yes, I know” I said. But she did not tell us where our destination was. We packed our bags and off we went to the airport. As we were in the taxicab my dad said that our flight was scheduled back earlier by 30 minutes. After a few hours we arrived at the aircraft. As we entered the aircraft, I felt the freezing chilly air conditioning drizzle across my body. As we landed, I was jumping all around the place because of the bumpy runway. We took our luggage and left in a taxicab. 

 

The second we got out of the taxicab I recognized the road and house it was Lebanon, grandparent's house. We greeted each other than my grandma made way to show me my new room for the 2 weeks of winter in Lebanon. My room consisted of a tv, heater, fridge, 2beds, balcony and a Shiny white marble floor with a glamour's red carpet which stood out to me. I felt comfortable, happy and safe in my new room. 

 

A few days later we went to see my cousins, aunts and uncles. We went skiing in the snow as the snow danced onto the huge pile of snow. After 2 hours of skiing, we went for a fancy dinner. On our way back to our house we saw a big check of 5000 dollars and we called the owner and told him that we have found it and he said that we could keep it. 

I got the courage to start to move, I could feel the asphalt beneath my feet. It was as quiet as a cemetery, I could only hear the irritating light flickering and the wind whooshing, which made my back erect and my legs shivering. I felt the darkness was consuming me and the cars were staring at me. It felt eerie like anything could happen. 

Suddenly I could make out a human like figure staring at me, a couple of meters away. I stood still in fear and managed to act like he wasn’t there. I stood still in fear and managed to act like he wasn’t there. I could feel his eyes melting through the back of my head. Suddenly, I could make out his footsteps were towards me. My mind started to race about what would happen If I wouldn’t run. I turned to see if he was still looking at me goggle-eyed, then he started to gallop towards me and a spark of energy charged my body, I started to sprint then, he was chasing me. He got closer and managed to take my sweater, but I ran off home. I was so scared that a ghost couldn’t scare me. 

I tried to sleep but I feel he’s always looking at me. 

 

EBI: try adding some sentences where you are not telling but showing for example in your second paragraph show how you feel when the cars are honking etc.